Bab 86: Seen and Gone.

The Overlord jabbed at the fire in the hearth with the poker, stirring the flames up to a more acceptable level. He could have just Commanded them to flame higher of course, but he liked to do things the old fashioned way sometimes.

The fire sorted out, he moved over to the table where his cup of coco was sitting, steaming away next to the book he'd been reading. It was a fantasy tale about a land where magic didn't exist. Preposterous stuff of course, but he liked a good yarn as much as the next ruthless tyrant. 

As he picked the mug and novel up, he looked around his lounge. His personal chambers were hidden away in a corner of the Malevolent Citadel, a place where he could cast aside the pressure of work and relax in private.