Everyone muttered to each other furtively as they waited for the meeting to begin. The Emperor had ordered for all the palace staff to gather in the main palace hall because he had something important to relay.
"I'm sure it's about that fire yesterday," Christabel muttered beside me. "What do you reckon, Your Highness?" She turned to me, waiting for my response.
"You may be right."
The fire at the palace yesterday had been quite a big deal. It was obvious that most of the west wing had been burnt down when the fire was finally diffused. The kitchen where once most of our meals were prepared, was completely destroyed. Even the Women's room and Lorelei's art supplies were beyond saving.
