Emiliya and her family arrive at the palace gates and their carriage stops in front of the palace and the carriage door opens.
Emiliya and her family enter and there names was announced.
-His Grace, The Duke of Deox, and hi two daughter, Lady Venesha Deox and Lady Emiliya Deox, have arrived to pay their respects at His Imperial Majesty's birthday celebration.
-Murmuring murmuring.....
The Imperial Ballroom blazed with a brilliance that could rival the stars.
Thousands of tiny crystals hung from the vaulted ceiling, catching the golden light of enormous chandeliers and scattering it across the polished marble floor. Tall windows, framed by heavy curtains of crimson velvet, overlooked the moonlit gardens of the Imperial Palace. Golden pillars rose along the walls, their surfaces carved with the crests of emperors long dead, while fresh roses and white lilies decorated the tables arranged around the edges of the hall.
An orchestra played a graceful waltz from the raised platform at the northern end of the ballroom.
The melody drifted through the air, accompanied by the soft rustle of silk skirts, the clinking of crystal glasses, and the pleasant murmur of aristocratic conversation.
Everyone looks at the duke and Emiliya and her step sister. The duke is murmuring to Emiliya, and Emiliya can hear it all. However, She remains calm and composed despite hearing it all and enters with great dignity.
Emiliya -Look's like everyone eyes on us.
Today was very day when the empror was die and crown prince become a most crule person and a tyrant empror.
Emiliya was standing in corner everyone around her was murmuring about her but she doesn't care about anyone emiliya was thinking the way to save the empror.
Murmuring....
-hey, dosn't she have any shame.
-yeah, how can she show her face after what happened last time.
-Poor lady venesha.
Emiliya can hear everything...
Emiliya- Dose they think i can't hear them.
glare...
Emiliya glare at them and then they run away.
flinch!
-Oh! i-i just remember somthing
-oh, yeah me too.
-yes,yes, let's go.
Emiliya- haa, they are just bunch of flys.
-All rise! His Imperial Majesty Maximas De Veloria the Emperor of Veloria empier, Her Imperil Majesty Ciceliya De Veloria the Empress enters the ballroom, accompanied by His Imperial Highness, the Crown Prince Rainheart De Veloria Hair to the Imperial Throne.
His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Adrian Valerius, wore a black ceremonial uniform embroidered with gold thread. A crimson sash crossed his chest, and the imperial insignia rested against his shoulder. Despite the years of authority reflected in his face, his expression remained composed.
As soon as His Imperial majisty arrived, all the people present in the ballroom bowed down their heads and paid respact to His majesty.
And everyone hail.....
-Long live his imperial majesty.>>>
Emiliya- oh! so that's the male lead of the novel Rainheart de veloria the crown prince of the empier.The most cruel and the tyrant, however i don't know about him how he was before the empror death, anyway i don't have anything to do with him i have to save the empror first.
The Emperor rose from his throne, and the conversations throughout the ballroom gradually fell silent.
Empror- As I celebarte another year upon the imperial throne
His Majesty began, his voice carrying across the grand hall
-This evening, I am surrounded by those who have served the Empire faithfully, and I am grateful for the loyalty you have shown to the Crown
He paused, allowing his gaze to pass over the gathered nobles.
-Yet a birthday is not merely a celebration of the years that have passed. It is also a reminder of the years that lie ahead.
The Emperor turned toward the Crown Prince
-Therefore, before this court and the representatives of every great house of the Empire, I make the following declaration.
The ballroom became utterly silent.
-From this day forward, His Imperial Highness, the Crown Prince Rainheart de veloria , shall assume his seat upon the Imperial Council and shall oversee the administration of the Northern Provincesfrom the Imperial Capital.
A murmur swept through the nobles.
The Emperor raised one hand, and silence returned.
-Let this day be remembered not only as the birthday of its Emperor, but as the beginning of a new chapter for our Empire.
He lifted his glass.
-To the future of the Empire.
The nobles immediately raised their glasses and hail.
-To the Empire!
-To His Imperial Majesty!
-To the Crown Prince!
: )
Emiliya still looking for the one who assassinate the empror.