Mr. Albert the High Priest had requested to meet with the Emperor. After a while, he was permitted to go in and speak with him.
The Emperor sat on his throne, watching him stand before him. Mr. Albert bowed. "Greetings, Your Majesty."
The Emperor stared down at him. "Why did you want an audience? Have you found what I asked you to? Because if I remember, that's the only reason you should be here."
"I haven't explicitly found it..." Mr. Albert explained.
The Emperor stared at him, his expression disappointed. "So why are you here?"
"...But I've found a way to get it done as fast as possible. A way to hasten the process so you can gather all the energy you need to break through your plans."
The Emperor raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Is that so? Tell me more about this plan of yours."
"As we know, the Grand Feast of the Divine Dragon is coming soon."
The Emperor rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I know. That stupid celebration. What about it?"
