"Brother Nopline... am I interrupting something?"

While Nopline and his right-hand man were still immersed in their future victory, Kamara majestically walked into the hall with her maids and some guards.

One look at her, and one could easily tell that she was indeed breathtaking.

Sure, she wasn't as beautiful as many other nobles or royals around.... but she had a charm about her that could still steal any man's attention from those so-called beautiful women.

She was the sort that left several men with sleepless nights day after day.

And in her youthful days, many noblemen had even called here a whisperer of men..... as they would sometimes find themselves going soft for this woman who wasn't even as beautiful as their wives or concubines.

Yes..... Kamara was a temptress!!

"Brother.... am I bothering you now?"

"No baby sister..... not at all.

In fact, I'm already done here."

"Oh?

Brother, your grinning from ear to ear like a little child.

Eh?.... I'm guessing that it's good news right?" Kamara said playfully.

She was now standing in front of Nopline.

And since there were no extra seats around, she could only create a seat for herself.

So as she spoke, 2 of her maids quickly got down on all fours and immediately acted like chair statues.

Of course when Kamara saw this, she smiled in contempt and gracefully sat on their backs.

A good chair was a silent one that took any leg kicking, hitting or sudden movements from her.

So no matter how heavy Kamara was, or how much time she would take talking with Nopline..... these chair maids had to stay still like statues.

Because if they accidentally dropped her, then it would be off with their heads for them.

"Brother... what has got you so happy?"

"Hehehhehe..... little sister, it's about Baymard.

Soon, we will be able to conquer it for ourselves.

But on more urgent matters... baby sister, typically you're usually out strolling about the palace grounds around this time.

But rather than doing that, you're here with this boring brother of yours.

So tell me little sister, what can I do for you?

What seems to be the matter?"

Kamara's smile broadened as she listened to Nopline.

"Brother, you know me too well.

But not to worry, its not something that is alarming.

Rather, I'm just here to remind you about the time.

Just as I suspected..... It seems that brother has forgotten about today's event, right?" Kamara said playfully.

Nopline subconsciously scratched his head for a bit before his eyes finally lit up merrily.

How could he have forgotten so soon?

Today was the day that they would announce Michael's death to the public.

Yes!

Today marked another milestone in his plans.

'Pah!'

He slapped his laps happily and struggled to jump out of his seat.

"I'm sorry I forgot little sister.... but don't worry, we still have time before the event, don't we?"

"Hmhm..... like I said, I'm just here to remind you to get ready brother.

And of course, I'm also here to remind you that we have to wear the royal mourning attire as well."

"Little sister, you're just like mother.

Always caring and thoughtful", Nopline said while walking out of the hall with Kamara.

The duo then went their separate ways and hurriedly freshened up for the major National event.

This announcement would undoubtedly shake the entire Terique with time.

In short, there would be both economic and political unrest throughout the entire empire due to it.

Time passed by quickly, and soon.... it was time for the main event to begin.

All nobles, be it middle, upper or even lower class ones.... all gathered within a massive audience hall in the palace.

"Hey..... do you know why we are gathered here?" Someone asked in a whispered tone.

"How should I know?

Ever since that idiot temporarily became king, I've been having a really bad feeling about Terique's future.

With him ruling over us, our great empire would definitely fall into ruins sooner or later.

I even heard that he even kills musicians or entertainers who failed to make him smile."

"Tsk... that's nothing for that little tyrant monster.

In short, I also heard that he killed Duke Pavim's entire family just because the guy refused to send his only daughter and child to the demon's bed.

So he killed him, took his daughter and added her to his harem."

"Dude... forget about that!

What we should be worried about now, is when our king would fully heal."

"Pui!!!

Cant, you see that the woman doesn't want him to heal?

In fact, I wouldn't be too surprised if she was the real cause of his sudden illness."

"I agree..... that woman really strikes me as a very cunning being."

"It's indeed very suspicious!

Because how come she was the only one that we've seen so far?

Why haven't we seen the other queens and their children all this while?

Because if King Micheal was really that sick, then why haven't they showed up to care for him or help him out?

In my opinion, they probably killed them all!!"

"Hey..... hey..... hey... keep it down, we don't know if there are any spies in our midst." Said one of the men, who kept looking left and right in fear.

Conversations such as these, went on for a while, as the men really didn't know why they were invited.

They also didn't dare to bring their wived and children along, for fear of ticking off Kamara too.

After all, everyone knew that Kamara hated women who were way too beautiful than herself.

So many men never showed off their wives in the presence of Kamara.

It was almost like a taboo!

People conversed in whispered tones until the trumpets were finally blown.

Everyone in the hall looked towards a group of people, who were currently making their way into the hall at the forefront.

Of course, their eyes instantly fell on Kamara, Nopline and Lecter... And almost everyone in the hall let out a loud gasp.

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Just looking at what attire they were wearing, several men felt like they were soon going to have a heart attack.

What was the meaning of this?