I was back in my imperial office, flipping through the files of the few nobles still worthy of trust. The ones who weren't corrupt. The ones I planned to keep by my side.
Sigh…
As expected, there are only twelve…
I slumped into my chair, irritated, already anticipating the complications ahead.
If only I could just hand this list over to Chris… Things would be so much simpler. But I can't expect real change by ruling like a tyrant.
A shiver ran down my spine. I thought back to the tragic fate of every tyrant in my former world.
They never end well.
***
Two hours later.
It was exactly 12:32 PM.
Knock, knock, knock…
Someone rapped on the office door.
I slowly set the documents down on the table and replied in a casual tone.
"Is that you, Chris?"
A confident voice answered from the other side.
"Yes, Your Majesty. It's me."
"Very well. Come in."
