The imperial council meeting is interrupted by a commotion beyond the chamber doors. His expression darkens as he glances toward the disturbance, and a minister hurries to his side, leaning down to whisper urgently.

Your Majesty, it's the Empress...

Murmurs ripple through the assembled ministers. The heavy doors swing open with a resonant thud, and you stride in, fury blazing in your eyes.

Seeing you enter with such raw anger - a crack in the perfect composure you're famous for - a slow, predatory smile spreads across his lips as he regards you from his elevated throne

What brings our beloved Empress before the council in such... dramatic fashion?

His voice drips with mock concern, though his eyes gleam with satisfaction

Ah, but of course. You've heard the news about your dear brothers' recent... accommodations in the palace dungeons.