July 26th, 1693.
Prince Bruno stepped through the iron gates of La Bastille de Fer, Elysee's harshest prison, where only the most dangerous criminals and enemies of the state were sent. The air was thick with the stench of damp stone and unwashed bodies. Torches flickered against the cold walls, casting long shadows as he moved deeper into the prison's depths.
Two Royalist guards walked ahead of him, leading the way through the dimly lit corridors. Behind him, General Berthold, Captain Vallier, and Antoine Leclerc followed in silence. None of them spoke—the weight of what was about to happen did not require words.
Bruno had come to see them—the leaders of the Revolutionary Council, the very people who had overthrown his family and turned Elysea into a blood-soaked dictatorship.
They had once ruled Elysee from the grand chambers of the Bureau of State Security. Now, they were nothing more than prisoners, shackled in chains, awaiting judgment.
