Grimveil family!

"E-Eldritch Empress!"

*thud* The two Eldritch guards kneeled on the ground and didn't dare to gaze up at the woman's face.

*drip* Their eyes flickered to the drops of blood dripping from her left arm and slowly raised his head to see that she had lost her left hand.

*tap* Azyrth Dina Grimveil walked to the enormous door and it slowly creaked open showing the enormous Royal hall inside it.

The hall was grand, ancient, and shrouded in shadow, its massive stone pillars reaching toward a distant ceiling.

Dark, glowing symbols of the Eldritch were carved into the walls, their eerie light casting long, distorted shadows.

As she entered, the enormous door slowly began to close and she raised her head looking at the man who was sitting on the throne high in the small stairs.

The handsome man had dark black hair and sensed Azryth's presence, the man opened his eyes, his crimson eyes gleaming in the dimmed Royal hall.

Varyn Zan Grimveil!