Winter had arrived.
The fog, which covered the entire central and northern regions, came as expected. The persistent haze and the increasingly cold air began to envelop Aldernon. In the pale gray mist, the magnificent capital of the Empire became blurry and hazy, as if the world was a watercolor painting soaked in water, everything no longer so distinct.
The Obsidian Palace stood tall in the mist, like a giant forged from stone, overlooking the capital of the Empire.
Emperor Rosetta Augustus unfolded the letter before him, reading each line of text with a calm expression.
Duke Ferdinand Wendell stood beside the Emperor's desk; he noticed the emblem of the Cecil Empire, the sword and plow, adorning the top of the letter. The emblem itself and the lines on the paper were neat and exquisite.
The ruler of Typhon took a long time to finish reading the relatively short letter. He then pondered for a moment and softly said, "This tuition has finally become acceptable."
