Still, quiet, peaceful was the throne room till Nyssa's presence overwhelmed Drazhan with irritation, hate, and anger. Thorne and Azura immediately bowed to her and took their leave as Nyssa stepped forward to the king. Her demeanor was a powerful one and it also carried the rage that made people tremble. Her deadly gaze remained on him and the clanging sound of her staff hitting against the ground of the castle made the throne room feel her presence. The air around the king suddenly felt different and his muscles clenched pushing off whatever Nyssa was throwing at him. Her eyes were dark and her aura was fearful. You could tell that the seer was angry. Yet she had the most beautiful face that could ever be imagined. They see her and see the good and power that oozed out from her body but
