Time/Date: TC1853.01.22 – Morning to Afternoon
Location: Safe House → Imperial Palace, Throne Room
Raven looked at the contract for long moments, violet eyes scanning the elegant calligraphy without expression. Then she looked at the assembled powers—three families, one emperor, an entire system of authority built on compromise and pragmatism.
And she laughed.
Not hysterically. Not with joy. A single, sharp sound that cut through the throne room's careful dignity like a blade through silk.
"The Crimson Reckoning," Raven said, her voice carrying perfect clarity. "You speak of it like it's inevitable. Like cosmic law itself has pronounced judgment and found these families guilty." She tilted her head slightly. "Where's your proof?"
The assembled powers shifted uncomfortably.
