Prince Yi massaged his aching head in annoyance. Since the debacle of the coronation ceremony, he had been questioning any and everything he could. He could not get passed his current confusion, not even after drowning himself in alcohol.
He was no longer sure about anything, nothing seemed to be working out for him. While he would like to think that the Emperor somehow faked those celestial events to suit his selfish needs, Prince Yi could not fathom how on the earth the Emperor could have done it.
It was not a simple magic or an illusion. Given how the Emperor reacted too, he was just as surprised as anyone. So did this really mean that the heavens were on his brother's side?...did this mean there was really no hope for him?
{...A dragon and a phoenix...a phoenix, how can this be a manifestation of heaven's will?! Why not ME?!...}
Prince Yi threw his cup of wine at the opposite wall in anger. He had worked so hard so why could it not be him?!
