Reeve Dame Guillemete stood on the grand balcony of the palace, gazing towards the horizon of the Kingdom of Gama with a look of satisfaction. Two months had passed since he successfully took the throne from his weak father, King Sebas. The palace, once filled with an atmosphere of peace, now felt different—cold and quiet, reflecting the shift in power. Everyone knew that under Reeve's rule, there was no place for mercy or weakness.
Two months ago, the poison that slowly destroyed his father's body had worked perfectly. King Sebas died in a way that many in the kingdom barely noticed. Only the closest servants knew the truth, but under threat, they remained silent. The king's death occurred so subtly, without resistance, as if his strength and authority had disappeared long before the poison took his consciousness.
