Bianca faced the thrones and she loosened a breath. The thrones were one of the most beautiful she had ever seen, and she had seen a few. On a dais, there were two regal chairs sitting beside each other. Carved from redwood, the thrones were crested with numerous jewels in the shape of oval around the back's red cushioned silk. The armrests were broad and shaped in the form of roots in the front with grooves inside.
To Bianca's surprise, the High Priest was already present there and he was standing right in front of the thrones. Brantley walked with her to the thrones and stood right in front of the High Priest. Right beside them was a younger looking man who held two crowns in a tray with a silk cushion.
The priest bowed so low that his white hair fell around him. He got up and said, "Your crown waits for you, my king."
