The palace had never felt so restless.
For several days, the gates had remained heavily guarded, ministers had filled the imperial court with accusations, and rumors had spread through the capital faster than anyone could contain them.
The Empress remained confined to her courtyard.
She was not permitted to leave.
Not because the Emperor had stopped caring for her—
But because the entire kingdom was demanding answers.
Outside the palace walls, villagers had gathered.
Inside the court, ministers were demanding punishment.
And everywhere—
People were whispering the same words.
The Empress must pay.
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Morning had barely broken when the first group of ministers entered the imperial court.
The Emperor sat upon the dragon throne.
His expression was cold.
Exhausted.
But controlled.
One minister stepped forward and bowed deeply.
"Your Majesty, the people are becoming increasingly restless."
"I know."
"The rumors are spreading throughout the capital."
"I know."
