Ronan stomped off the ship, holding Hailee’s arm. Her hands were bound by the same cuffs he had put on her earlier. either of them spoke to the other; they were both tense from the incident on the ship. He led her in to the deepest part of the stone temple where he could feel his master, whose own emotions were highly guarded; the only thing available was his extreme power in the Force. Ronan rounded a corner and pushed open the doors to his master’s self-given throne room. He sat in a high chair at the end of a long walk-way. He was old and wrinkled but Ronan knew just because he looked old and weakly did not mean he was weak. He also knew he had had the long walkway built to increase the fear in anyone who was walking down it to reach the wizened man at the end. Ronan remembered the terror he felt when he had been taken to meet him for the first time. This time he only felt anger and determination.
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