บท 182: What A Way To Say Thank You

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In the lavish, dim-lit chamber that was regally adorned with Gothic decor, grand chandeliers that dripped with black crystals hung in the middle of the council chamber. At the head of the long table was Ivan who went through the letters that had been brought before him with a deep frown furrowing his eyebrows. The Courtiers and Ministers, each distinguished by their ornate attire and pale complexion, filled the seats around them, and there was an oppressive silence that lingered uncomfortably in the air as they awaited Ivan to finish with the letters.

When Ivan was done, one of the human Courtiers named Abraxas rose to his feet. He wittingly cleared his throat, drawing all attention to him before lowering his head in a respectable bow before Ivan.