Morning sunlight poured through the towering windows of the Imperial Court Hall.
Golden dragons carved into the pillars seemed to glow beneath the light.
Rows of officials stood in their designated places.
Civil ministers.
Military generals.
Royal advisors.
Noble representatives.
The atmosphere was formal as always.
But beneath the surface—
There was curiosity.
Because the Emperor had summoned a full court assembly.
Whispers quietly spread among the officials.
"Has the investigation progressed?"
"Is it about the Duke family's wedding?"
"Perhaps another border report?"
Nobody knew.
Then—
The palace eunuch stepped forward.
His voice echoed through the massive hall.
"His Majesty arrives!"
Instantly everyone knelt.
"Long live Your Majesty!"
The grand doors opened.
The Emperor entered wearing black and gold imperial robes.
His expression was calm.
Composed.
Powerful.
He ascended the Dragon Throne.
Then raised his hand.
"Rise."
The officials stood.
