Sending the Dead Away.

Yun Ki was dressed in black as he walked past the hall followed by an army consisting of his mourning Ministers. 

He hated how he'd have to share his grief with men who cared so little about his Mother, acting as though they'd lost someone who was so dear to them. 

He hated how he couldn't trust a single soul in his own Kingdom, never knowing when the tables would turn and he'd have his heart crushed and fenestrated. 

The past 2 days had spurned in his mind, doubts about everyone. 

Who could he trust in his Kingdom? 

He felt as though he was counting down his days. 

He's pass away soon if he didn't stop infiltrators from ruining the Palace or Kingdom he called home. 

On top of that, he couldn't grief in private. 

He was the King and Baekmin had lost it's Queen. 

The entire reign was in shock as the gruesome details of her decapitation made rounds.

People were devastated and furious, beyond bounds.