Celestial Harmony Palace - Capital
The grand throne hall was heavy with tension, its once majestic air now clouded with sorrow and uncertainty. The golden dragon pillars stood tall, silent witnesses to the turmoil brewing within the empire.
Upon the imperial throne, Emperor Xu Tianguan sat with his head resting in his palm. The weight of grief bore down upon him, his once sharp gaze dulled by exhaustion. The deep circles beneath his eyes spoke of time spent mourning the loss of his son.
Yet, the empire did not stop for grief.
The hushed murmurs of the assembled ministers filled the air, their concern masked behind careful words.
Finally, Grand Chancellor Yang Chenzi stepped forward, his ceremonial robes swaying with his measured movements. His voice, though respectful, carried undeniable urgency.