Royal Prison, Capital of Vas
Delirious. This was the only word that could describe the eyes of his. The once glorious Emperor was nowhere near to the light now. He had gone insane or so everybody thought. Wine of Madness, they called him. Madness. It wasn't that long the whole empire declared him as an unworthy hypocrite. Unworthy of the throne which he held for 8 years flawlessly. Except for his most loved one. His beloved brother. Chains chuckled with the movement of its prisoner.
"All efforts will be in vain. Don't bother," said the brother.
Chains stretched again with his movement.
"Why would you..." said the old Emperor.
"Why would I?" said the new Emperor. "Wasn't I the one who first had the right to the throne before I fell ill? I'm just taking what belongs to me back."