The Parliament was in chaos.
Dozens of women in sharp suits were shouting at each other, their voices overlapping in a deafening storm of words and accusations. Papers flew through the air like white birds in a hurricane, while some of the more aggressive ministers hurled pens, folders, and even water bottles across the chamber.
"Shut your mouth, you snake!" one minister yelled, pointing across the room.
"Maybe if you managed your internal ministry properly, our Prime Minister wouldn't be dead!" another shot back, slamming her palm on the table.
Guards rushed in, trying to hold back the shouting crowd. The Parliament of Norbata—the pride of the nation and the law—was on the verge of collapse.
