The Fall

The alternating blasts of frigid and heated air were the only warning received before the fae royals swept into the throne room followed closely by their entourage. Ulin, king of Athar, rose from his seat to acknowledge them.

“And to what do I owe the honor—”

The king’s greeting died on his lips as he noticed the grim expressions worn by the monarchs. It was also noted their entourage this time was not made up of its usual members but that of armored knigh. . .

The Fall

The alternating blasts of frigid and heated air were the only warning received before the fae royals swept into the throne room followed closely by their entourage. Ulin, king of Athar, rose from his seat to acknowledge them.

“And to what do I owe the honor—”

The king’s greeting died on his lips as he noticed the grim expressions worn by the monarchs. It was also noted their entourage this time was not made up of its usual members but that of armored knigh. . .