Book 10: Chapter 50
The atmosphere inside the anthropoids’ palace was oppressive. To be precise, the oppressive atmosphere was a result of the presence of the envoy wearing a black mantle. He stood in the large hall with a few boxes. He looked at the fully equipped soldiers with a scornful smile.
The Queen sat opposite him on her throne.
Logically speaking, the envoy should’ve been fearful, since he was in the enemy’s palace, yet he didn’t have a tinge of fear. To the contrary, everybody else, who was looking at him, was filled with fear.
The Queen looked at the envoy. Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, “So, human envoy, did you come to relay some news to us in the midst of our battle? Although we are at war, we do treat guests with courtesy. However, we will not tolerate any rude remarks.”
Behind her was the elder holding his walking stick, facing the human envoy. He didn’t make any demand of his puppet, better known as the Queen, before him, and he didn’t wear a scared or resentful expression. To the contrary, he scanned the envoy as if he was scanning a good, as though he was trying to determine if this good was worth money or not.
“Esteemed Queen, I am here to send you a gift from humanity on orders of the Grand Commander of the elven and human alliance, Troy Galadriel Rosvenor,” said the envoy.
The envoy grinned, and then placed the boxes he was carrying onto the ground. Two guards came forward and opened said boxes. They wore shocked expressions upon seeing the contents within. The envoy looked at the Queen and those around her with a mocking smile. One of the guard passed the boxes to the Queen.
They were very simple boxes. The Queen scanned the boxes. There were no patterns on the boxes, but she could smell smoke from them. Written below the boxes was “Troy City.”
It was a present from Troy City. The boxes were previously used to hold gun powder. The Queen opened a box. Inside was a hand.