I stay in my curtsy, too afraid to move or to even look up when cold fingers touch my chin and pull me up. The Emperor! Oh, Gods!
He waves to the rest so that they can raise as well and in no time he is back to me.
“Miradora Freyn,” Emperor Ghardin says without a thread of emotion on his face, “Nice to finally meet you.”
“Likewise, your Majesty,” I try to smile but he still doesn’t react in any way.
“I am glad Rien finally let you out of his castle!” he says and a few laughs emerge here and there. They are all thinking the same thing. And even though it is true, I somehow feel a little bit insulted. But, of course, I keep it to myself.
“I am happy to see more of the Empire as well, Your Majesty”, I smile again, “It’s so beautiful. And especially your palace – it’s simply magni
