In the grand hall of the imperial court, golden sunlight streamed through the high windows, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. The air was thick with tension. The Emperor sat on the dragon throne, a frown creasing his eyebrows.
The Prime Minister had requested an audience with him in the imperial court, saying he had found a significant lead on the case, thus they had to hold an important meeting.
Whispers spread through the crowd as the Prime Minister entered, his eyes filled with a hint of rage. He stepped forward, holding several scrolls in his hand resting on a red pillow.
Stopping in front of the Emperor, the Prime Minister bowed deeply.
"Your Majesty," the Prime Minister's voice was calm, yet it drew everyone's attention in the court. "I bring grave news, with evidence that threatens the very stability of our empire."
The court murmured in low whispers, each noble eyeing the other.
