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Chapter 25

Gothic Throne room

Amanda's POV~

Being forced to my knees by the guard behind me, I couldn't help but wonder who exactly was sitting in the darkened throne like area up the flight of stairs. The room was dimly lit by the candle chanderlier hanging by a chain from the ceiling along with a couple of golden multi-fingered candle holders with red candles in them, periodically distributed across the room.

"Hail my Lord!" The person in the black hooded garment, who had led me hailed the one on the throne. The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

"Hail, oh Great one!" The other people in black hooded garments arranged in a straight line with us in the middle, responded in reverence as they worshipped the one on the throne.

"What the hell is going on?" I thought as I tried to fathom just where I was and to whom I was bowing.

"You may rise" a deep resonant baritone echoes through the cavern-like throne room. Everyone gets back uzp to their feet and the
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