Within the Royal Palace, the news spread swiftly like an invisible lightning bolt.
"The Second Prince Alek is executed! Right at the city gate!"
"His Highness's wizard friend arrived, and effortlessly caused heads to explode!"
"No one saw him make a move, not even the carriage door was opened..."
These words were like wraiths, floating in every corner of the palace, weaving a silent web of fear.
The servants walked quickly with their heads down, fearing that even a careless glance might be deemed disrespectful;
The guards gripped their weapons, knuckles white, fully aware that these symbols of power in the mortal world were mere toys before true extraordinary power;
Even those nobles who prided themselves on their noble bloodlines were now cowering like mice in their corners, terrified of being drawn into this vortex of power beyond their understanding.
