Lights were lit up in Tacheles Fortress. The smell of kerosene disrupted the peacefulness of the atmosphere. Two paladin companies were occupying the Emperor's immense bedroom. These stern looking professional knights had all sorts of weapons on them and they stood as still as statues in every corner of the castle.
In the public square outside the gates of the palace, a great number of carriages with classes of nobility titles were left there. The drivers were huddled by the fire altar close to the public square for warmth. Their masters were waiting in their respective carriages for the summons from the palace.
The nobles' eyes would flit towards it every so often, but they were destined to leave in disappointment. There wasn't the slightest sound coming from Tacheles Fortress. There wasn't even a doorman within the gates to help notify the fortress, but only the simple fortification and barricade that the paladins had built.
