The sun had barely risen, casting a pale light through the heavy curtains in Alexander's room. The day ahead was crucial, and as he stirred from sleep, his mind quickly turned to the challenges that awaited him. Today would mark Valoria's first real step onto the world stage, and there was no room for hesitation.
He rose from the bed, moving purposefully across the cold floor. Julieanne was already waiting for him, as always, prepared and efficient. She had laid out his attire for the day—a dark, formal suit that projected authority without excess. Without a word, she helped him dress, adjusting the collar and cuffs with careful precision.
"The Emperor has arranged for breakfast to be served in the main dining hall, Your Excellency," Julieanne said, her tone businesslike. "It will be a substantial meal to prepare you for the day."
"Good," Alexander replied. "We need to be ready."
