Thunderstorm (2)

A streak of lightning flashed in the dark clouds above Jingdou. An instant later, the muffled sound of thunder boomed out, making the entire Royal Palace shake. The heavy rain poured down and soaked everything. In a short amount of time, the water gathered above the palace and flowed down through the cracks in the glazed tile. The noise was thunderous.

It was spring. If there was thunder, it should be dry rumbling thunder. However, this stormy weather couldn't help but appear strange. No one knew if it was the heavens who were angry or the Emperor.

The Emperor walked through the great doors of Guangxin Palace and turned to slowly close the door. He took a piece of cloth from around his wrists and carefully brushed up his wet hair, without a single piece of out of place. This did not reflect his current emotion.

The Eldest Princess half leaned on the low couch. He watched him and suddenly smiled unsteadily.