Cassiopeia was a picture of elegance and regality as she sat on her throne in the vast halls of the imperial palace. Her posture was perfect, as was her attire, but the sparkle that normally shone from her eyes had been replaced with a blank expression that suggested she was thinking about something else. On her lap was a letter that had been sealed, and the wax emblem on it depicted the crest of the Cassiana family.
Lin approached her with a cup of her favorite tea, in the hopes that the comforting scent of the beverage would bring some relief to the other person. She continued humbly, "Your Imperial Majesty," as she addressed him, "It's been hours. Would you be interested in discussing it with me?"
Cassiopeia did not answer right away, instead taking a moment to softly trace the insign
