The chamber existed in eternal twilight.
That cast everything in shades of deep crimson and shadow.
The room was large, circular, with vaulted ceilings that disappeared into darkness overhead. Pillars of black stone carved with ancient symbols lined the perimeter.
A round table dominated the center.
Around it sat seven figures.
All shared certain characteristics. Pale skin. Each one beautiful, perfectly formed, utterly without flaw.
But their eyes and hair varied, marking different bloodlines, different legacies.
To the immediate right of the throne, a woman with hair like spun silver and eyes of pale violet. Lady Cassandra Nocturne, of House Nocturne.
Beside her a man with jet-black hair and eyes like frozen rubies. Lord Viktor Sanguine, of House Sanguine.
Across from them, a younger-looking figure with platinum blonde hair and eyes of cold amber. Lord Alexei Duskmere, of House Duskmere.
