The great doors at the end of the throne room were open, a symbolic gesture that the ceremony was for all. Talia hoped fresh air would run in a through draft from the shattered stained-glass window above the throne and toward the open doors to cool the hall. However, it was an uncommonly hot and still day. With the hall so packed with people, both standing on the floor and squeezed up in the galleries overhead, the usual cool stones seemed to trap the heat. The air stifled.
