Braziers flared in the darkness, shedding small circles of flickering light, creating a pattern of red firelight and black shadows across the floor of the anteroom. Something stirred in the darkness, impatient for the meeting to come.
Footsteps echoed loudly in the stone corridor outside, and the door opened quietly. A shadow slipped into the room, quickly closing the door behind it and dropping the bar across it. Then, the new arrival stepped forward into the light of the braziers.
"I am here, my lord," said the crimson-clad Sorceress and Beast-Mistress.
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