Worezayax, the Pope of Silverston, never imagined that Crown Prince Ara would succeed in overthrowing the Emperor.
He had witnessed countless court intrigues, power struggles, and plots during his time, but the downfall of the Emperor seemed as unlikely as the return of dragons.
Yet, it had happened and it all began with a single conversation on a quiet afternoon in the church.
The emperors of Silverston were steeped in sin, their reigns defined by corruption and decadence.
They clung to their hollow thrones, blind to the suffering of their people, blind even to their own decay.
Not just them but every single royal in the six kingdoms was deep inquity, they disrespected the dragon. Disregarded it. Like it was a mere passing phase of the people.
They extorted the people behind their backs and put up a front of caring for the poor with the very things they stole.
