The Great Council Chamber, which had been a cacophony of oppressive magical pressure and whispered dissent only moments before, suddenly fell into a state of absolute, deafening silence. The high demon lords sat paralyzed. They watched as Malphas shuddered under the weight of the royal family's wrath.
Seeing that the room had finally been beaten into submission, Eryx leaned forward on his throne. His voice didn't need to be loud to command attention; it carried the resonance of a final judgment.
"Mayari is not merely a guest or a ward of this court," Eryx announced, his gaze sweeping across the long table like a blade. "She is your Queen. Her coronation will take place tomorrow at sunset, and you will all bear witness as she is anointed. Furthermore, Vaxen and Kezabel will ascend to thei
