Nikolas walked out from the room, the door closing softly behind him, and into the grand hallway leading to the dining room. The decorations of the castle's interior washing him to a world of luxury and refinement.
Nikolas strode down the hallway, his footsteps echoed through the corridor, announcing his arrival. His thoughts lingering on the vision, Why had it revealed it self twice, was it urgent and fast arriving that it had to warn him two times, He pushed aside the unease and composed himself for the dinner ahead.
He didn't know why Alexander wanted him to come down for dinner, he had thought they would eat like they usually do in their chamber.
As He approached the dining room doors, it swings open by the guards and his presence was announced. "His Highness, Nikolas!" There isn't a king to his name because he hasn't finished the rights.