[Osric's Pov—Imperial Palace—Dawnspire Wing—Lavinia's Chamber]
As I walked toward Lavinia's chamber, I caught sight of His Majesty stepping out, the door closing shut behind him with a soft but final click. Ravick followed in silence, his expression unreadable.
I halted mid-step, straightened, and bowed low. "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Emperor's gaze fell on me—icy, distant, and sharp enough to cut. He lingered, watching me for several breaths that stretched far too long. Then, at last, he moved forward, his cloak brushing against the polished floor.
"She has gone to sleep," he said, his voice flat.
I nodded. "Then… I shall visit her tomorrow."
He stopped, turning his head slightly. "What did you find?"
"The carriages leave the palace walls in perfect condition, Your Majesty," I replied carefully. "It is only once they reach outside that the exchange takes place."
He gave a short nod, but his eyes glinted coldly.
