Nobles and high-ranking officers sat tensely around the round table before the throne, their faces etched with fear and unease.
Just yesterday, they had witnessed something terrifying unfold above the castle. It was unlike anything they had ever encountered.
They knew, deep down, that something was wrong with their new Emperor. Now, summoned abruptly to the throne room, an ominous sense of dread hung over them.
"Does anyone know why His Majesty has called us here?" one of the nobles asked, his voice trembling as his eyes darted nervously around the room.
"N-No," another stammered, clutching the arms of his chair as though holding on for dear life. "I-I just pray he doesn't... execute us."
"Execute us?!" a third noble exclaimed, his voice cracking with panic. "W-Why in the heavens would he do that?"
"I-I don't know," the first replied, his hands trembling. "But I have this horrible feeling... like something terrible is about to happen."
500(600(650)...) PS=1(1(1)...)Ex/ 50(100(120)..) GT=1(2(2)...)Ex