"Maganti is expecting the rise of a tyrant."
The room welcomed another wave of silence, but this time, much thicker than the melting white frost blanketing the empire. They felt — Ismael, especially — was back to scratch just when he thought success and justice were within his reach. It had always been like this for the third prince. Whenever he thought he would get the proper justice, the tides would turn and he would end up like a joke.
Why would evil always prevail? This question had always crossed Ismael's head ever since Joaquin was crowned as the crown prince after Manuel's death. The third prince was fighting for the people of the Maganti Empire, and his intentions had always been good. He would never even have the thought of wanting the throne if Joaquin was the slightest humane.
But Joaquin was anything but humane. The crown prince was clever and capable, but evil. With capital letters E. V. I. L.
