"Lionel Silvestre Exelio," A cold and unwavering voice echoed throughout the vast throne room where they were now standing in place.
At the center of the room, Lionel slowly knelt. He lowered his head, but kept his posture straight.
Around him, rows of officials were present. There were ministers, court advisors, and high-ranking knights. They were all gathered to watch this very moment.
"Yes, Your Majesty." He answered. He couldn't dare lift his gaze up in this moment because in front of him was his grandfather, seated on his throne.
It just happened all of a sudden. From their breakfast, he stayed with his grandfather for more until they were led here. He thought that he was here to just watch his grandfather work.
But instead, he was led in the middle, and before he knew it, people arrived, and he couldn't do anything else but listen and react attentively since all attention was on him.
"I have been informed of the incident that occurred during the imperial academy retreat."
