The Dim Hope Of The Queen

Luan was a little bewildered when The Queen came into his room, seeking for his audience. The walk along the long corridors of the Court was a deafening silence. They passed other the night guards as they went. Luan hurried to keep up with The Queen's stride as she turned at last from the corridor into a massive circular room.

The walls of the room were smooth stone, curving up toward a crystal set into the peak of the ceiling. A knight in aegean and gold came to escort them and bring them to the throne room.

The throne room was not in gold like what he expected. Instead, it was a room of ice and snow, filled with white smoke. There were no windows, causing the smoke drifted across the floor and crackled along the ceiling. The walls lined with curtain of fluttering butterflies.