They landed in a throne room and right in front of said throne  was  the Dark Lord himself sitting down. He was wearing a long black robe made of silk, but that was not what first caught Edalinn’s attention. No, that was the Dark Lord’s  features. He had no hair, had red eyes, and slits for a nose like a snake. His skin was deathly pale, almost white, and he was impossibly tall. But, none of those  mattered because she felt it. The oppressive, calming, and impossibly large waves of his magic, soothing her very soul.