A wild seed

Two hours earlier, 

In the inner chambers of Emperor Ethan, there was something magical happening; he held an amber in his arms, and fire and heat appeared from his palms. 

The amber began to melt and bend into a weird shape, with his other hand also emitting fire and intense heat as if hot oil were being drizzled with cold water. He began to mold the amber into something resembling a vase, and his hand moved in circular motions like clockwork as the vase was getting completed. 

But in the moment, his knees buckled, and he swayed on his feet, causing the amber to fall. He held his chest as his face contorted into immense pain. 

"Your majesty, are you alright?" Anthony, the emperor's most loyal and closest eunuch since he was a child, asked. 

"Ahem… Ahem," Emperor Ethan coughed, and black smoke came out of his mouth. 

"Your majesty, you must rest; you must stop overexerting yourself," Anthony worriedly said.