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They had all walked into a massive room which was covered from the tallest plimfs to the lowest depths with gold. In the current reality there was no greater source of gold within the Universe than the core planet of humanity. To its greatest heights was the heights of the great mountains that were yet to be blown down by either war or the reclamation of the planet.
Within the palace was this room, which TalOS know was roughly the third greatest concentration of gold amongst the entire place. The second being the Throne Room, whose sheer size contained several system’s worth of gold for its construction. The first and foremost was the Astronomicon, whose golden radiance was seen across the stars of the Galaxy.
Everyone walked into the room at the same moment. At one pair of doors came the Emperor of Mankind and Malcador in that order. The Emperor of Mankind, in his absence from the stars, was no longer wearing the armor and sword that would mark him as a God at War. Now he wore simple white robes that were adorned by the numerous threads of gold making a design that was pleasant to the eye.
He came here not as a War-God fighting at the head of his near Immortal Legions of Astartes, but as a diplomat. A very shrewd and powerful diplomat that wore his wealth upon his sleeve to demonstrate the sheer power that he held, but still a diplomat. Such thoughts were ironic to TalOS, for he had seen his Father wear the exact same robes when the Emperor was working upon the Golden Throne more than six decades ago.
A workman’s robes, that was the truth of the matter.
Next to him was Malcador who wore his standard grey robes. In the time TalOS had last seen the Vizere of the Emperor he had grown old. TalOS had thought it weird when Kelbor had suggested that the Sigillite was coming close to the end of his life but that was now plainly evident to the eyes of the Genetor. Whatever psychic might have been used to maintain the body was failing. Maybe it was stress accumulated from the coming tide, a play by forces beyond TalOS’s view, or simply that the Sigillite was becoming old.
TalOS had followed Kelbor Hal into this chamber. Such an action spoke volumes when they were making their way through the Custodians and Courtiers that were appearing within the Palace as they stepped forward.
Kelbor Hal was above even a Primarch. Such an idea quickly made people realize <span class="mu-i">why</span> the Mechanicum had been given such an audacious audience so quickly. Maybe such reasoning for forgetfulness was because they were not on the battlefront where the Mechanicum’s warmachines roared.
What they had so recently forgotten was remembered. That the Mechanicum was an Empire who equaled the Imperium.