A cold wind swept across the mountain shrine.
Dark clouds drifted above the distant peaks.
The atmosphere was solemn.
Heavy.
As though the heavens themselves were watching.
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The monk stood in the center of the ancient courtyard.
His expression was calm.
Yet everyone could see the seriousness in his eyes.
This was no ordinary ritual.
This was something that would affect the entire kingdom.
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The Emperor stood beside the Empress.
The Dowager Empress remained silent.
Princess Zhi nervously twisted her sleeves.
Prince Liang watched the monk carefully.
Lady Chen stood quietly.
And behind them—
Shin Gu lowered her eyes.
Appearing respectful.
Patient.
Innocent.
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The monk slowly raised his hand.
"Everyone."
His voice echoed through the courtyard.
"Please sit."
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No one questioned him.
Immediately, everyone moved.
Large prayer cushions had been arranged beforehand.
The Emperor sat.
The Empress sat beside him.
The others followed.
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