Everyone suddenly turned to face one another as they heard some commotion outside. And what was that? A guard stationed outside the chamber knocked on the door unexpectedly. As soon as he heard the permission, he entered the chamber quickly.
"Your Highness, the dance hall is on fire."
Everyone uttered the word "what" at once. How did it take place? David's face abruptly shrunk. He thought everything was so bizarre today. First, there was the weather, and now there's fire news. David murmured while tensing his hold.
"Your highness".
However, Draven put up a hand to signal for him to halt immediately. The emperor didn't want to hear anything from anyone. He arched his brows and rose from his chair. He approached the wall window quickly. Draven could see the smoke from the chamber. He didn't even blink, but it appeared like he was attempting to hold back his wrath since his stare seemed to abruptly intensify.
