The champions of light

Rowan had a map of the known world etched into his memory with perfect clarity. Several red dots existed on the map. These were the kingdoms he had wrestled into his control. On a grand scale, there were a total of more than two hundred places he wished to turn red. Time was running out and he had to hurry.

The blond was back at Elysium to answer to the ruler's urgent missive. He had received a message that demanded he come back without any excuses. The King's royal purple and gold seal had been stamped on the letter, emphasising the gravity that the situation demanded.

Now inside the empty throne room, Rowan waited for the King's arrival. Two minutes had elapsed since his entry inside the throne room. The blond's mouth flickered in a derisive smile as he felt the presence of three powerful people appear behind him.