Grudge Against a Mere Dead Human

As the group entered the Anathema Palace, the rising light cast a golden color over the palace's magnificence. 

Christian, his assistant, and Gloria eagerly followed the butler as he escorted King Alfonzo and King Cyran through the sumptuous hallways to the drawing room. Gloria meekly followed them, tailing behind Mazen.

Sunlight streamed through the drawing room's large windows, illuminating everyone's faces with a warm glow. 

Cyran, Christian, and Alfonzo sat down, each in a position that suggested the diplomatic dance they were about to perform.

Waiters rolled in carrying trays of refreshments, showcasing a variety of unusual teas and treats that suggested Anathema's gastronomic depths. Even though everyone was courteous, there was a hint of expectation in the air.