「Shangjing City.」
The Five Yang Palace, encircled by a golden radiance—what the common people called the Imperial Palace—seemed to have a deeper golden glow hanging over it these past few days.
Dahua Hall was the palace where Emperor Yuanding usually rested and meditated. Since last year, it had been guarded by fully armed Iron Armored Soldiers. The more aesthetically pleasing Golden Armor Guard could only patrol the outer perimeter.
At the entrance to a meditation room deep within the palace, a Military Officer in the brilliant red qilin robe of a Vice Commander of the Imperial Guard stood to the left, his icy gaze fixed on everyone who came and went. To the right, a young man in the short golden robe of a Sacrificial Captain stood with his eyes narrowed to slits, as if deep in some kind of prayer.
THUD THUD.
