An ominous silence enveloped the throne room of the imperial palace. It was interrupted only occasionally by the sobs of the Fernandez family.
The viscount, his wife, and their three eldest children knelt before the imperial throne. Each of them was afraid to move or utter the wrong word when, literally, their lives hung in the balance.
They still couldn't believe that such a day had really arrived.
Camilla was perched imposingly on the throne as if it were her own, eating grapes from a bowl. Her new crown princess outfit — perfectly matched her golden hair. She did look majestic, as if she had been born for the role.
As she devoured one berry after another, Camille watched with interest the expressions on the faces of her relatives. These people, who had never set her on anything her whole life, were now literally shaking with fear of her. The girl clearly enjoyed the spectacle.
