[Crown Prince Morex's POV: ]
(Western continent: Barnacle empire: imperial capital, imperial palace.)
"We greet the blazing sun of the eternal world."
Standing before the emperor, my father, in the grand hall of the great imperial palace along with my brothers and sisters, we all greeted the eternal emperor, the absolute monarch with a bow of Deepest respect.
"Sit down."
But he was just as cold as I remember him to be.
-Shrrr… shrrr…
There were more than a hundred of us, all his offsprings, all possessing different ties and relationships with one another, but all connected with his blood.
{ "The luminous monarch will address the princes and princesses individually now. You all are requested to present yourself when your names are called." }
The new minister that was now announcing his wishes just like the last one did until he killed him like he did to the one before that, was soon going to die as well from the looks of it.
