"Your Majesty?"
Yvonne knocked on the glass door as she peeked out at the moonlit balcony, where the Emperor's unmistakable figure stood, arms over the white banisters. Upon hearing the chirp of his lovely mistress, he turned around, his face glowing under the moon's grace.
Even then, Yvonne didn't find him any more attractive, judging by all the sins he had committed and kept secretive all this time.
"Are you alright, Your Majesty?" she asked gently as she stepped out on the balcony, blinking under the dim glow. What was she even doing here? After that outburst in the dining room, Yvonne wondered if she should go check up on His Majesty. Not because she cared about him or his feelings, of course. She went up to his chambers because he was in a vulnerable position right now, and she wanted to test if he was defenseless enough to reveal some of his veiled past.
