Chapter 17: Shattered Stone
Sidia fought a wave of nausea as they made their way to the throne room. Everyone was unbearably quiet, and the anxiety made Sidia practically itch. She had no idea what she was walking into, and it was more than obvious that Catarina wasn’t allowed to give her any details.
Eventually, they crossed under one of the archways, and the cavernous throne greeted them. Instead of decorations, soft lighting, and music as it was for the feast, a huge crowd surrounded the throne. The gold and jewels had been stored away. Only the throne stood on the granite platform, imposing in its solitude. Even more worrisome was the terribly calm face of Severus as he sat perfectly straight. He turned as Sidia entered and smiled in a way that frightened her. It was so out of place in this current atmosphere.
“My dear Empress! You look well rested. Please, come stand by side.” Severus called out.