Jericho Chase
The grand hall of the Phoenix family estate was filled with people, all waiting with baited breath for the arrival of the exiled grandson.
Finally, the doors at the far end of the room swung open and the crowd erupted into cheers and applause as Nicholas strode confidently into the room.
He was tall and mysterious, with an air of authority that overwhelmed everyone present.
He wore a diamond encrusted face mask which only had two openings revealing his piercing blue eyes.
His dark hair was styled in a sleek, modern cut, and he wore a tailored suit that showed off his broad shoulders and athletic build.
As he made his way through the crowd, people reached out to touch him, as if to confirm that he was real.
He was Lord Fitzpatrick favorite grandson, returned from exile after three years of being away from his family and his home.
The family conference meeting was held in the grand dining hall of the family's estate.
The tables and chairs had been pushed to the sides of the room, leaving a clear space in the center.
The entire family, including his parents, aunts, uncles, stepmother's, concubines and cousins, had gathered and were now kneeling on the ground, their heads bowed in shame.
Nicholas stood in the center of the room, looking down at his family with a mixture of shock and confusion.
He had been falsely accused of poisoning his late grandfather and had been shunned by his family for three years.
These people bowing before him were the ones who casted him away, made him an outsider.
Now he was going to be their Lord and master.
At the front of the room, The family's patriarch, his father stepped forward and knelt down on the floor.
"Welcome home, our Lord."