The day finally arrived. Before the sun raised behind the mountain, every person in the palace had been rushed to give a final finishing touch even though the party starts in the evening. This was going to be the first birthday after Efthalia had become the emperor and it was going to become the most important event.
"Your Majesty, you have a letter."
Efthalia was drinking tea, staring out the window. The sun hasn't raised yet but the sky was getting brighter. Benjamin passed him the letter which had no seal, or anything written on the envelope.
"You may leave." He puts his tea down and tears the letter open. He was aware of who the sender was.
