As the night draped its dark cloak over the city, I found myself near the imposing walls of the royal palace, my duties keeping me tethered to its vicinity long after the sun had set. It was then, amidst the stillness of the night, that a cacophony of sound shattered the tranquility, jolting me from my reverie.
Shouts and screams pierced the night air, sending a shiver down my spine as I emerged from the confines of my office, my officers trailing behind me like shadows in the darkness. What greeted us was a scene both surreal and horrifying – the royal palace, once a bastion of power and prestige, now consumed by flames that leaped hungrily towards the heavens, casting an eerie glow against the backdrop of the night sky.