Marik pushed open the oak door to the office space that was now his, he leaned in with his arms holding him up as he grasped the doorframe and stared into the room just imagining how this was once the space that Gammel had called his own. Marik closed his eyes as he thought about how the former Master had been poisoned right in this very space. It was a humbling and worrisome thought to consider that he could be killed in here as well. A soft yet dark presence was felt to his left, Marik sighed and opened his eyes. Dark red eyes blinked above a black face mask,
"We will not allow the same thing to happen to you my Lord."
Marik pushed himself up, his face still grim and vision locked ahead on the room before him.
"I know Riza...I know. Send for some hot water, make sure the others have the banquet hall prepared."
Riza bowed and melted into the shadows just as quickly as she had appeared. With a sigh he stepped into the room and shut the door. The office was simple as it had just been cleared, there was only a light oak desk with a high back padded chair behind it and before the desk was a small black couch. On the wall was a map of Hyrule and a partial map of Termina, three bookshelves were left empty other than a picture of Gammel in his prime. There was a window that allowed light from the courtyard outside, it was a nice view of the City but nothing amazing. He crossed the room with thoughts to make the room more comfortable as he spent time there. He opened the door at the back of the room and revealed the way to his bedchamber, nothing like working from home. The room was warmer than the office as there was a fire place, his bed was large(something he might appreciate later) and next to it was a night table. Both the bedframe and table were made of a rich dark cherry wood, as well as the mantle of the fireplace. Two windows gave way for light to stream in and a couple sconses held torches that could be lit for the night hours. Over on the far left of the room was a bathtube behind a partition. To the right of the bed was a walk-in closet, moving quickly he entered the closet and could see many robes and pants, most were white or gold as was the usual garb of the Grand Master. There were several that were black which brought some comfort to him.
At the end of the closet was also a large mirror, he looked at himself and could see the gore of battle still upon him. He looked awful, he began to strip down as he heard the sound of water being poured in tub. He poked his head out and couldn't see anyone within the room, he walked out stark naked and made his way to the bath. The water was steaming and as he slid into the tub the heat instantly drew away his exhaustion and aches like poison from a wound. The water changed color as the blood, grim and dirt from battle washed away, soon his hair was back to its bright white natural color rather than a dirty bloody grey. He took his time and soon he was out and drying himself off. He pulled on a pair of black pants with matching boots, grabbing a soft feeling gold sleeveless tunic he messed his hair around and soon had it falling around his shoulders in his usual way. On the back of the closet door was white cape with the signet of the Apostles upon it, he tied the cape around his neck and flourished it for a moment before stepping out and then was soon closing the door of the bedchamber behind him. He crossed the office space and stopped at the door, he looked back around the office for a moment before speaking softly to himself,
"I'll do you proud old man..."
As he turned the cape fluttered behind him and he pulled the door closed. He headed towards the banquet hall area, now there was this reception to deal with...
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