The crimson hall of the Imperial Palace was the most important place in the Alderon empire. The true heart of the empire, where the emperor and empress issued their decrees. Beneath the imperial crest of a crimson lion, Emperor Caelius and Empress Valessia sat in thought.
Listening to the information of one of their most trusted confidants, "Your Majesty. It was incredible—not one but two powerful sigils," the confidant said, with a humble attitude.
Caelius glanced at his wife, who sat next to him; she was the brains of this empire, his first wife, and the true empress.
The empress looked at the royal guards stationed at regular intervals around the hall. All of them were wearing the imposing uniform with the large crimson lion's crest embedded on it.
"David, go and get Liana," she ordered, her eyes cold and calculating.
David, the captain of the royal guards and one of the strongest men in the whole empire, politely bowed and quietly left the hall.
