"Your highness, what's wrong with you today? Why do you look so out of it?"
Minister Abdali spoke for everyone.
They had also noticed his highness's strangeness.
'Could it be that his highness is getting the shivers before his big day? Was he anxious about the Coronation ceremony?'
--Silence--
The entire room fell into a solemn state of quietness.
The sounds of papers and documents being turned over, stopped.
Those taking sips of tea also stopped.
Many paused on their feet, while others leaned forward in their seats instead.
Now, everyone was looking at Gregory squarely.
What could be troubling his royal highness?
"Your highness, please speak. Tell us what's on your mind."
"Uncles..."
Gregory swept his uncertain gaze past the gathering of men.
"Uncles... Maybe I'm overthinking things... But I fear that my coronation might not be as peaceful as we hope."
