"Your Majesty, the throne awaits your arrival." Aditya lightly nodded and pushed the two golden giant doors apart to walk into the throne hall. When the doors were opened, Aditya could feel everything in the throne hall shining. For a moment he was stunned by how magnificent and glorious the throne hall looked.
Humble braziers hanging from each of the sixteen soapstone columns light up every part of the throne hall and cover the hall in warm oranges and dancing shadows. The relatively simple stonework on the domed ceiling dance in the flickering light while statues and marble icons look down upon the porcelain floor of this marvelous hall.
A beryl rug runs down from the throne and marks the closest spot people can stand when they address the royal highness while pointed banners with golden crowns droop from the walls. Between each banner hangs a torch, many of them have been lit and in turn illuminate the murals of divine beings below them.