The emperor's childhood friend [WMMAP] [Editing]

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"Blessings and glory upon the sun of the Obelian empire"

Without showing any emotion, a man with dark hair bowed his head in greeting to a particular blonde. His brows wrinkled as he fixed his blue jeweled eyes on the guy below him who was bowing.

The voice of the blonde, calm yet furious, said, "You may stand." The other raised his head but refrained from sending a vermilion-colored gaze towards the blond. If another person entered, they would likely pass out from the pressure the two of them created. The atmosphere was tense.

Xyriel noticed a drop of sweat on his cheeks and mentally looked for a valid reason. The man continued rambling with his justification, "My apologies your majesty but upon returning at the dukedom, I was overwhelmed with documents relating the concerns with.

Lies.

The other began to fear and sweat bullets as Claude abruptly unsheathed a blade and moved it near his neck.

"Who are you and where is the real Xyriel."

Started : 02.08.23