The Marquess donned his formal attire, carefully adjusting the collar of the deep blue coat bearing the emblem of House Kendrick. Today, this symbol would be a mark of both respect and warning.
He was not just representing his house today but protecting the future of his family and his daughter, Adeline.
As he arrived at the Palace, the guards at the grand entrance offered him a nod of respect. They all know that the Marquess is a closer advisor to the Emperor.
He was quickly ushered into the Emperor's private study. He had the usual imposing, regal look on his face. It was like he was born to be the Emperor.
"Ah, Kendrick," the Emperor said, his voice calm but with an edge of curiosity. "What brings you here in such haste?"
"Your Majesty," the Marquess began, bowing deeply, "there is a matter of urgency regarding the Holy Temple. Their actions have overstepped bounds, and the consequences are severe."
