Zaha walked down the palace corridor with his hands chained. It was almost ten in the morning, the time for him to check on his brother.
Three guards assigned to him were glancing at him in silence. Zaha knew all of the palace guards and servants had something they wanted from him, but he kept silent.
For now.
"Why can't you all take over my treatment if you said I am doing well?! Why must my useless little brother still need to check on me?!"
In front of the King's Chamber, Zaha and the three guards assigned to him stopped. They heard the scream of Yuha from inside the room.
To answer Yuha's question, Zaha could see that in this palace... no, in this kingdom, there was no one still standing on Yuha's side.
Everyone was trying to assess what Zaha wanted and moved according to his subtle instruction... even if Zaha himself was not intending to instruct anything.