Legacy of the Dark Sage
When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down. The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped. Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown. A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him. At least that's what most people thought... "I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...." Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.
Arrival At Nhadal
There were two receiving areas inside the Tower of Conclave's south tower. The first one was where guests usually go after arriving, while the second was a big room where only invited guests could enter.
This room was where Callan led Silas after entering the south tower. It was located in the back of the first floor and occupied almost a quarter of its whole circumference.
The room had a simple decoration. A red carpet embroidered with gold vines covered the floor, while the ceiling was bare with floating gold lanterns scattered around. At the center of the room stood a high chair on top of a raised platform. A long thin white fabric surrounded the platform, making it hard for anyone to clearly see the person seated on the high chair.
Callan and Silas entered the room.
Immediately, Silas's sense of smell was assaulted with a vanilla scent.