Stone ceiling, stone walls, and cool temperatures. The High King of Ireland, Brian Boru, sat with grace. His Highness came from a long line of High Kings, or so legends claim. In reality, there was no such justification or lineage. Modern historians declared the stories of a long, everlasting dynasty as fabrications.
However, if there was a man that was allowed to take up the mantle of High King, then it would be Brian Boru. His rule was disputed many times. Not everyone acknowledged his worth and law, yet nonetheless, when the word High King entered the academic sphere it was always Brian Boru that came to the forefront.
He was a boy that grew up with war. A boy that went from being one of twelve sons to the dominator of the land. He mastered the battle-axe. He avenged his brothers. He learned to read and conduct politics. He was indisputably Ireland's greatest king.
Now he was old.
Even now Kazi could not see his level and could feel his regal vigour.
