On the Hightins mainland, at Capital Kingston, resided Ganquan Palace.
At the southeastern corner of the palace complex stood a majestic white marble building, its entrance adorned with a plaque engraved with the emblem of a Golden Lion wielding a sword.
Servants passing by would subconsciously hold their breath, as cautiously as if they were walking past the King's study.
For this was the very nerve center of the current Royalist Party—the Privy Council!
Around a long table sat sixteen high-backed chairs, each inscribed with different coats of arms. At this time, nine of them already had their owners present.
Some were there in person, while others employed lifelike legal projections.
The Privy Council Speaker, who had personally come, nodded to the other eight figures wielding supreme power beneath the King.
