X knelt in the dimly lit room, his eyes fixed on the cold stone floor as he waited.
Even as he held the position, he hated the deference he was forced to show, the subservience that was demanded of him.
Just when he was contemplating acting up, the air shimmered as Natalia, Griffin's assistant and first wife, teleported into the room.
He rose swiftly, bowing his head in a show of respect. "Welcome, Lady Natalia." he greeted, his voice devoid of emotion.
"Thank you, X," she replied, her tone as crisp and authoritative as ever.
"My Lord awaits." X waited respectfully.
"Let's go." Natalia nodded, her expression cool and unreadable. "Is everything prepared?" She asked.
"Yes, milady. The captives are prepared."
"Let me see Griffin first." She spoke and X nodded, leading the way.
