Finally, minister Sylvain could put some flesh on his bones. His eyes were glinting seeing his moon, and he had finished bragging about the adventure he went on. They were all white lies as the truth was buried deep in hell. His rags have changed into the proper attire, which included a dark green robe stitched with golden threads, and his wife, Lady Selene did his long black hair.
Nevertheless, he shrunk, seeing the leaving members of the royal court and the crown prince himself. His hair was messy with the darkened eyes and his aura. His secretaries resembled fish caught in the net gasping for air.
"Minister" Leonard bowed.
"Ah! Yes, how is his majesty the emperor's health?" He asked, lowering his voice.
"The imperial physician made a new remedy. He said that we have to wait for another seven days to see the results,"
"Oh! Dear, how many seven days-"
