Chapter 27 We Are Power
After dinner, Dimitri went to the war room. He quickly sent for the soldiers. He stood, backing the door. His dark red long cape brushed against the floor. His eyes sparkled with anticipation; the mere thought that he was going to break out of the chains that had bound him to his father’s shadow made him laugh in exhilaration.
"Demon child, thank you for giving me this chance to redeem myself. You will be killed by me." A throaty laugh reverberated from his mouth.
He stretched his hands wide open. His gaze lingered on the mighty black Iron Throne, with a dragon carved on it. The texture of the throne was rough, but its majestic look would leave its beholder in awe.
Dimitri walked towards it with his hands wide apart. "Now I’ll rightfully call you mine. You belong to me!" he laughed, tilting his head back, his eyes closed.
The dragon-carved eyes glowed for a moment before they went lifeless again.
A knock thundered against the door. Dimitri brought his hands down. He slowly opened his eyes before straightening his back. He turned around with a powerful flap of his cape. "Come in."
The door flung open, and a group of soldiers in black entered the hall. They went on their knees, bowing their heads down. Their armour clanked against the ground, sending a shock wave through the floor. "Long live the Emperor!" They clasped their fists against their hardware-clad chests.
A small smirk formed on Dimitri’s lips. He tilted his head up as he walked towards them. "Rise, my loyal warriors."
The soldiers rose, their expressions stern and brave.
His eyes scanned every single one of their faces. His lips twitched when they landed on Gabriel.
"You all must have heard about the Doom of Star," he spoke slowly, pushing his chest slightly out. "We have located where he is." He walked slowly around them. "We need to eliminate this threat now before it becomes a thorn in our flesh."