The Emperor's words caused a surge of warmth to flow through Baiyi. Finally, his master had shown how much he cared about him. His master was even willing to let him become emperor for a while!
When Baiyi entered the Emperor's office, he trembled; there was a mountain of documents atop the Emperor's desk. A million thoughts raced through Baiyi's mind. 'The Emperor is not trying to use me, right? He cannot possibly be that black-hearted, can he? He cannot be that nasty, right? He cannot—'
"Sire, this is Lord Rugel, the royal clerk; he will lend you a hand with these documents," said the attendant that ushered Baiyi into the Emperor's office.
An old man with snow-white hair and a white beard stood beside the Emperor's table. He was so old and fragile that Baiyi wondered if he would pass on at any second.
Mia: "Hey, everyone. It's me, Mia. Thanks for sticking around with us all year long. May your world be filled with warmth and good cheer this holiday, and throughout the year. From Mr. Hope and I... Eh... Mr. Hope?"
*Baiyi is still in the office, pouring over a mountain of documents.*
Archmage: "Muhahaha! That's what he deserves!"
Baiyi: "Mia! Why did you summon me?!!!"
Merry Christmas, Everyone!