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A ruined room, a ruined soul and a ruined stance. Ea did not know what shocked him the most. The trashed study, the fact that is king was sitting on the floor in the middle of this destruction or the look in his eyes, bloody red whites and trails of tears.
He had found his master hiding in his office behind the throne room. The desk was flipped upside down. The chairs had been probably thrown to the wall and shattered into many pieces and the books had all fallen, once neatly on the bookshelves now their hidden knowledge disrespected, the fire was dead turning the room cold and the golden book opened at a page, together with him on the cold ground, the only thing that shone was its luxurious cover, everything else was shadows and despair.
"What…" Ea mumbled drawing the attention of his master. He raised his head and looked at him.