In the heart of Veydrin Duchy, within the towering walls of his grand estate, Grand Duke Ruth sat upon his chair, fingers rhythmically tapping against the polished wooden table. His sharp, calculating eyes remained focused, lost in thought, when suddenly loud gasps echoed around.
The muffled cries of servants and guards reached his ears, a ripple of unrest spreading beyond the doors of his chamber.
His fingers halted.
His cold gaze flickered toward the door.
"Rami."
A shadow moved swiftly. Rami,stepped forward, bowing his head in respect.
"What is this sudden commotion?" Ruth asked, his voice steady, yet carrying a weight that sent a chill down the spine.
Rami hesitated for a moment before answering, his expression laced with uncertainty.
"My lord, an unusual phenomenon is occurring outside."
Ruth's brows furrowed slightly.
"An unusual phenomenon?"
