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son's Poi
ry, Februa
Plaza, Cave
tone Plaza
sky, and the air felt heavy, as if the Al
distance, wrapped in their dark cloaks as if the
udly. Some were shocked and could not believe what was happening, some quietl
the cruel Empress
keup. No luxurious gowns. No jewelry. No cr
k slowly. Still, she stood straight. Her back was firm, her head held high.
thin and pale,
d in front of her. Dark wood
ped forward and rea
hoarding state funds, and inciting unrest to secure absolute power beyond the law. By the authority of the gathered nobles and the
listened carefully, as if the
, he asked, "Do you h
d at the people-not at the council, not at the guards, not at the nobles w
thout effort. "That is all," she said, and for the first time, people saw her smile, neither forced n
quickly silenced by the guar
Emperor of the Altos Empire stood. Red, black, and gold again
it. He did not e
ess deserved that verdict because of the
rward. She walked on her own, step by step, slow and steady. The white
ruggle and did
the wind lifted her unique long white hair ge
r, no plea, no reg
ce the most tragic execution in the Altos Empire
blade piercing her flawless skin. She had been re
future will make things right for me
er, the plaza
the beginning of a history that would e

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