"Incompetent! the lot of you! Clear the room immediately! I want no one who's not of House de Lanark in my sight right now! I want a list of the von Conradie's every asset in this Empire. Find that bat even if you have to dig the ground for him!"
Claude continued to roar, on the verge of bursting in anger. He waved a sword in the faces of his Generals and deputy Generals like a mad Monarch.
"...Yes, Your Imperial Majesty."
Adela observed with a heavy heart the displeased looks on the faces of his men and women. It was a sharp test of loyalty to a new Emperor who had just taken the reins over the Empire.
Her eyes drifted towards her father, standing next to her mother, pressing his forehead to his Queen and murmuring something while she patted his shoulders.
"…Claude," she began but halted, an acute rush of emotions exploding in the pit of her stomach where the mate bond was. She just knew that her husband was close by now.
