The emperor's yellow dragon robe caught the morning light streaming through the high windows of the inner court. His face remained impassive as he sat upon the phoenix throne, though his eyes held a mix of pride and uncertainty. Empress Wei perched beside him, her elaborate headdress casting delicate shadows across her stern features.
The three princes stood in formation according to their rank. Yu's yellow and apricot orange robes marked him as crown prince, the fabric rustling softly with each measured breath. Jia positioned himself protectively close to Yu, while Xin fidgeted with barely contained excitement.
Heavy footsteps echoed through the hall. The massive doors swung open to reveal a towering figure in gleaming armor. The silver mask caught the light, its tiger features appearing almost alive. Silver Talon's presence filled the chamber, his measured stride carrying him forward with deadly grace.
