Luminous: The Throne
And at the highest row, shrouded in darker garments —Caligo observers that have sharp eyes, quiet and watchful.
Her breath hitched. She looked ahead—and her stomach dropped.
The Emperor and Empress stood at the center of the arena.
Emperor Priam—forty-two, tall and broad-shouldered, his dark hair slicked back, his sharp jawline shadowed by a short beard. His presence was cold and overwhelming. His deep, unreadable eyes locked onto Alessia the moment she entered.
Empress Ariadne—late thirties, poised as if carved from royal marble. Her hair, dark brown and intricately braided, glimmered with embedded moonstone pins. Her gaze held both intellect and scrutiny.
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