Chapter 56: Good thing!
"What do you mean maybe we’ll eat?" Taria demanded, stepping forward. "We’re hungry."
Thalso turned to her, his voice cold. "This is not a place that bends to your needs. Once you enter Throne of Ruinlight, you are under its rule. You are subjected to its will."
"And if we demand not to be?" Kaedros asked, though he already knew the answer.
"Death."
"And if we try to leave?" Taria’s eyes flicked to where the gate had returned to its original position.
"Death."
"I guess we have no option now," Rauk muttered.
"I guess not," Kaedros replied quietly, his eyes still on the towering towers. "What is this place, exactly?"
"It still surprises me that you know nothing of Throne of Ruinlight" Greylord said, his voice just a shade sharper. Though his face was hidden beneath the helm, Kaedros felt those unseen eyes burning into him. The heat in that gaze matched the strange presence he had felt watching him earlier from the castle.
"Especially you," Thalso added with clear emphasis. "It’s a surprise."
"First, let’s go in," he continued without waiting for a reply, striding toward the massive doors of the castle.
They were tall and dark, made of rich wood etched with runes that shimmered faintly. Kaedros couldn’t read them. The doors opened without a sound, and the group stepped inside.