Chester raised his hand, and silence rolled over the hall. With a wave of his hand, the huge iron baskets lit with fire, shadows danced against the titanic support beams of the hall.
Members of the direct line sat behind him at the head table. Koril, Duran and others. Eyes dark and foreboding.
Lucen lowered his head, a sick feeling battled in his stomach.
Chester's voice boomed through the hall. "Thank you all for coming on short notice to greet the exalted heir of the Red Keep."
A resounding applause shook the hall. Why was everyone so happy? Did they believe that this was a sign that the Red Keep was providing help?
"The Medaza family is the longest-serving house on the line. Five hundred years of service and dedication. They were given the post of Khan of the Horalix region before the passing of the last true king of the empire, and have not faltered or betrayed like others."
