The King's Castle stood as it always had. A monolith in stone and steel. Today, all roads led to it.
In the early morning of the day, while the sun's rays danced across the tall beams of concrete and high roofing sheets of the home of the Swanstorm Household, tension brewed.
And excitement beamed from their expressions as the path to the King's quarters was riddled with guests of far and near.
Nobles and Aristocrats. System Users and none. Great Families, and the Royal Households.
All with different minds and aspirations, yet on this day, they came for the same goal.
The trial and apparent death of the Man who had nearly caused the deaths of their Kin.
The fool who couldn't protect his domain.
The Headmaster of Homeric Academy for Gifted Children… and the current Head of the Dreau Household.
The air was a sizzling mixture of electrifying intensity and a solemn calm that carried the charge through the entirety of the Capital.
