At the Capital of the Fen Dynasty
Deep within a hidden chamber,
Prime Minister Wu can be see pacing back and forth in the room, his expression dark and restless.
Soon,
The door he had been waiting on finally creaked open.
A figure cloaked in heavy robes entered, their face hidden.
"What is going on?" Prime Minister Wu demanded at once. "Why hasn't Fen Ziyan returned?? And why hasn't His Majesty announced her exile yet?"
The barrage of questions hung in the air, but the robed person only sat down slowly before answering in an indifferent tone.
"I don't know."
Their voice carrying a strange neutrality that made it impossible to tell if it belonged to man or woman.
"You don't know?" Prime Minister Wu's voice cracked with frustration. "You should know better than me...you're closer to him!" He clutched his head, veins bulging on his forehead.
The robed figure remained silent, their calmness only fueling Prime Minister Wu's impatience.
