Hell's Reach

In a gray light beam, Olrich reappeared in Verena's quarters, hovering in the air with his aura unconstrained. Shivering in fright, the eunuchs and maids all dropped on the ground, unable to utter a word. And as the clattering of their teeth echoed, in a gray beam, Verena arrived.

Mid-air, she stopped before Olrich, her silver eyes staring directly into his.

"Your majesty, to what do I owe such an…overbearing visit?"

She asked, her tone showcasing a mild confusion.

"My beloved holy empress, where were you when my traitorous son rebelled?"

Olrich asked, his lips still flashing the same smile he'd given Konrad.

"Oh? Here, of course. Could the son you personally raised possibly threaten you? Impossible. And I know your majesty wouldn't want me to get hurt in the crossfire so, I could only wait for the good news."

Verena began. However, feeling the fate power rippling from Olrich's form, she gave a congratulatory bow.