Chapter 95: The butler’s favorite (3)

The grand doors of the imperial hall opened slowly and deliberately, revealing the opulent chamber beyond. Chandeliers cast a golden glow on the polished marble floors, while gilded columns stretched to the ceiling, framing the vast space where the empire's nobility had gathered with eager anticipation. The murmur of conversation died down as all eyes turned toward the entrance, their gazes falling on the pair standing at the threshold.

Gabriel was aware that this moment was coming, but the weight of it remained like iron in his bones. He stepped forward with measured precision, his expression an exquisite mask of indifference, meticulously crafted to conceal none of the turmoil swirling beneath the surface. Damian Lyon, Emperor of the realm, stood beside him, exuding effortless authority, his golden eyes gleaming with satisfaction that set Gabriel on edge.