"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I've contributed so much to the empire… I've bled on the battlefield… Your Majesty…"
Fifteen minutes had passed since Oscar Andrew Morisette started waiting outside of Her Majesty the Empress's study. Just as he was getting thoroughly annoyed at the constant pleading and begging, the door of the study was opened widely all of a sudden, as two palace guards dragged the noisy man out of the room.
Oscar watched as the poor man, who brought trouble upon himself, was being dragged forcefully out of the palace. He predicted that the next step for the man would be an adjudication before being sent up to the guillotine.
"I've contributed so much to the empire… I've bled on the battlefield…"
