The Emperor
The maid led them toward the massive door and knocked. After a few seconds, it was opened by two enormous men.
Archer had to look up at them, despite his height. They motioned for them to enter and as they did he took in the sights.
His eyes swept across the opulent space with a mixture of awe and curiosity. The room was adorned with intricate tapestries, glistening chandeliers, and polished marble floors.
The air carried an aura of authority, a testament to the power that resided within these walls.
His gaze was inevitably drawn to the majestic thrones at the far end of the room, upon a raised platform.
Archer saw loads of nobles gathered to the sides who were all watching him and speaking quietly.
As he approached, his attention was on the figures seated there. 'They do look like an emperor and empress.'