It was a cold day. The air was chilling. The sun had finally risen from the empire, but the coldness never left. People were standing in the land of the empire. They were worshipping a young man who was seated on the throne. He had a stern face. Though he had the appearance of those late imperial family members who died in the war
"Long live the new emperor!"
"Long Live the Glazier Empire!"
The people kept their applause and cheers towards the new emperor. They liked how it went, and they immediately loved the new emperor who had finished the war at his hands
The appearance of a silver-haired young man with fair skin and hazel brown eyes was the symbol that he had been one of the princes of the imperial household. In the past, he was prone to be bullied. The people even rumored him to be n illegitimate child. No one wanted him
