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www.cuibo.mewww.qingrou.meThe Ierial Palace was quiet. High in the sky, the sun cast long shadows across the throne roo Sitting on his throne, the Eeror was silent, lost in thought. He had heard re disturbing reports of B??ri Khan and his Shadow Warriors wreaking havoc all along the Silk Road. It was only a tter of ti before panic and fear spread through the kingdo And with panic and fear ca instability and danger. This could not happen. He needed to protect his people and keep his kingdonbsp; safe.
Hearing the throne roonbsp; doors opening, the Eeror looked up. His chancellor was ing toward hi urgency in his steps. When he reached the throne, he bowed low. Then, straightening, he spoke. “Your Majesty,” he began. “A word in private?”
The Eeror nodded, trying to keep his face neutral as the other officials and attendants in the roonbsp; ved away. He had known the Chancellor for a long ti. For hinbsp; to look this worried, sothing st be truly wrong.
Unfortunately, he was right. “Scouts have rd that B??ri Khan has infiltrated the city,” the Chancellor said, his voice urgent. “He asseles at the New Palace with a sll group of highly skilled assassins.”
The Eeror bowed his head in thought for a nt, his nd racing at the news. B??ri Khan was bold to go after the New Palace. The building, aptly nad, was new and not yet finished. Built in honor of his father, it was iortant to the Eeror. It was also less guarded, which de it an easier target. If B??ri Khan were to take it, it would also ke for a good statent of his strength.
When the Eeror looked up, the kind expression he norlly wore was gone. In its place was the expression of a fierce—and deadly—warrior. “Prepare guards,” he said. “We ride to the site iediately.”
“Your Majesty,” the Chancellor protested. “It is far too dangerous.”
“Your loyalty and concern for safety are greatly valued,” the Eeror said. But it was clear he had no intention of listening to his advisor’s protest. Motioning to the generals and other officials who had ved into the shadows to step forward, he prepared to give thenbsp; orders.
But the Chancellor interrupted hinbsp; before he could start. “If I y be so bold, Your Ierial Highness??.??.??.” he began, earning hinbsp; a stern look fronbsp; the Eeror. But despite the look, the leader nodded for hinbsp; to go on. “Put in charge of your Ierial Ar. At least allow to have thenbsp; follow you and surround the New Palace.” The Eeror was silent as he weighed the Chancellor’s words. Taking the
Hearing the throne roonbsp; doors opening, the Eeror looked up. His chancellor was ing toward hi urgency in his steps. When he reached the throne, he bowed low. Then, straightening, he spoke. “Your Majesty,” he began. “A word in private?”
The Eeror nodded, trying to keep his face neutral as the other officials and attendants in the roonbsp; ved away. He had known the Chancellor for a long ti. For hinbsp; to look this worried, sothing st be truly wrong.
Unfortunately, he was right. “Scouts have rd that B??ri Khan has infiltrated the city,” the Chancellor said, his voice urgent. “He asseles at the New Palace with a sll group of highly skilled assassins.”
The Eeror bowed his head in thought for a nt, his nd racing at the news. B??ri Khan was bold to go after the New Palace. The building, aptly nad, was new and not yet finished. Built in honor of his father, it was iortant to the Eeror. It was also less guarded, which de it an easier target. If B??ri Khan were to take it, it would also ke for a good statent of his strength.
When the Eeror looked up, the kind expression he norlly wore was gone. In its place was the expression of a fierce—and deadly—warrior. “Prepare guards,” he said. “We ride to the site iediately.”
“Your Majesty,” the Chancellor protested. “It is far too dangerous.”
“Your loyalty and concern for safety are greatly valued,” the Eeror said. But it was clear he had no intention of listening to his advisor’s protest. Motioning to the generals and other officials who had ved into the shadows to step forward, he prepared to give thenbsp; orders.
But the Chancellor interrupted hinbsp; before he could start. “If I y be so bold, Your Ierial Highness??.??.??.” he began, earning hinbsp; a stern look fronbsp; the Eeror. But despite the look, the leader nodded for hinbsp; to go on. “Put in charge of your Ierial Ar. At least allow to have thenbsp; follow you and surround the New Palace.” The Eeror was silent as he weighed the Chancellor’s words. Taking the