Woes of an Emperor

The council were split into two, one half advocated for disposing of the Holy Temple entirely. They wanted to get rid of these pests who dared to act so arrogantly.

While the other argued that their existence is vital. There was a reason why the Empire had come to an agreement with them. The monsters were destroying their borders, they needed the healers if they wanted to keep the territory safe!

Lord Kazamir led the former faction. He was trying his best to poach the people in the latter faction hoping to come to a decision using the majority vote. He wanted them gone. He wanted revenge.

Once the hall was empty, Edward stepped out from the shadows. His stormy grey eyes hid a tempest within them. The Head Priest turned to face him. His face quickly turned lifeless and dull. Edward's control over him increased...

"You've done well," Edward said, his voice smooth and cold. "Now, get ready for war."