The lord enters the triple hall, his steps are light and his long deed drags along the marble throne. Several of his minions are next to him to stand aside.

"Oh this throne, I remember my father allowed me to play next to him, promising that the throne would one day be mine"

it seems that he was planning his monologue, his voice is velvety and authoritative and the red eyes are shining "Hmm?" he gives you a quick glance "Who are you, sweet creature?"