The Empress Dowager strode through the halls of the Rose Palace, her steps echoing with authority as servants hurriedly cleared the way for her. Her expression was stoic, her features set in a mask of anger that brooked no dissent. Anyone who dared to meet her gaze was met with a glare that sent shivers down their spine.
As she approached the large double doors leading to the emperor's office, the tension in the air seemed to thicken. The servants, sensing the gravity of the moment, kept their heads bowed and avoided her piercing stare.
Finally, the Empress Dowager came to a halt in front of the imposing doors, flanked by two knights standing guard. Her gaze bore into the wood as if willing it to open before her command.
"Open the door," she commanded, her voice ringing out with authority.
The knights wasted no time in obeying her order. With a swift motion, they pushed the heavy doors open, revealing the emperor seated behind his desk.
