Meanwhile, back in the Kingdom of Anathema, chaos had unraveled within the palace walls. The grand halls, usually a place of regality and order, were now filled with frantic movement, hushed whispers of suspicion, and the hurried steps of armored guards. Every corridor was swept, every chamber searched with relentless determination. The royal guards, clad in gleaming silver and navy, held their swords tightly, their faces hardened with vigilance as they scoured every corner in search of the so-called spy.