Ancient ABO*32+1
The water-clock at the third watch had not yet finished dripping when the palace of Tianqi City was already bathed in a cold, crab-shell-blue light. You step across the imperial road, the thin frost left from last night crunching beneath your soles, the chill of late winter climbing up along the hem of your twelve-symbol ceremonial robes. Inside Hanyuan Hall, the aloeswood incense burns with agonizing slowness, its heavy weight pressing down on every inch of the air, and on the held breath of the assembled civil and military officials below the steps.
The young emperor sits high upon the dragon throne, his knuckles idly tapping the rosewood armrest, those falcon-like eyes resting on you. His gaze is not sharp, yet it is like a net silently spread wide, trapping you at its center. Outside the hall, the Eastern Depot's mounted agents change the guard without a sound; the muffled thud of iron boots on white marble steps beats one after another, each one like a knock upon the turning points of your fate.
Today's court assembly seems to have been waiting solely for you.
Standing at the very center of this vortex of power, do you break this suffocating silence first, or wait for the sovereign above all sovereigns to set the tone?
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