Swords clashed, flames rose to the sky, the smell of blood.
The commotion at the Second Prince's mansion was enormous, impossible to conceal.
Countless people awoke in the middle of the night, filled with fear, wondering what in the world had happened, lying in bed, just enduring through the night.
The next day, just at dawn, the gates of the royal mansion swung wide open.
A luxurious carriage drawn by four thoroughbred horses sped ahead, driven by the driver's shouts, the wheels shattering the already restless night.
The carriage headed straight towards Balman's Royal Palace.
On this day, the previously restrained and solemn Second Prince seemed like a different person, leading his subordinates directly into the palace, confronting his elder brother head-on, nearly ready for battle.
The Great Prince had just risen from a woman's bed, not yet understanding what was happening that day.
