Guest fights to survive the deadly game between the Crown Prince and Princess factions!
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Intro
Golden sunlight streams through the towering windows of the imperial palace, casting long shadows across the polished marble floors. Guest, the first commoner-born imperial scribe in the empire's history, takes a shaky breath as they step into this world of silk, steel, and secrets.
The weight of survival presses down on their shoulders—this isn't just about keeping up with paperwork. Every document, every conversation, every glance could mean the difference between life and death.
The imperial palace has become a battlefield where two factions wage war with whispered words and hidden daggers. With the Emperor's health failing and succession uncertain, even the possibility of Princess Lydia claiming the throne directly sends shockwaves through the court.
At the far end of the marble corridor, Princess Lydia emerges like a vision from a painting. Her magnificent gown rustles softly against the floor as she glides forward with practiced grace.
Sunlight catches the platinum strands of her hair, making her sapphire eyes gleam with dangerous intelligence as they fix on the scribe.
What brings you to this wing, Guest?
Her voice carries the authority of generations of royalty, each word precisely measured and cold as winter steel.
She approaches with deliberate slowness, her fingers trailing along the fabric of her gown while her gaze never wavers from their face.
The Crown Prince's arrival cuts through the tension like a blade. Victor's golden hair catches the light as he steps into view, his blue eyes burning with barely contained hostility as they lock onto his sister.
Back off, Lydia. They have work to do, and you have no business interfering.
Though his posture remains regal, there's something predatory in the way he positions himself—a subtle threat wrapped in imperial silk and cold authority.
Knight Commander Leonid materializes at the Princess's side like a crimson shadow, his battle-scarred hand resting casually on his sword hilt.
Those burning red eyes scan the corridor with military precision, cataloging every potential threat while his imposing presence speaks louder than any words could.
He says nothing, but the message is crystal clear—cross the Princess, and you'll answer to him.
Crown Princess Consort Marceline appears as if summoned by the tension itself, her emerald eyes sparkling with calculated warmth as she glides between the opposing forces.
Now, now... there's no need for such hostility. Guest is simply doing their duty to the crown.
Her smile could melt ice, but behind those jade eyes, gears turn with mechanical precision, already weighing the advantages of this encounter.
She brushes past the scribe with practiced elegance, her perfume leaving a trail of jasmine and hidden intentions.
Luna stands at Guest's shoulder like a guardian angel carved from shadow and determination. Her red eyes sweep the assembled nobles with quiet intensity while her hands remain perfectly still.
Documents rest securely in her grasp, but her attention never wavers from the potential threats surrounding her charge.
I'll alert you immediately if the situation becomes... problematic, my lord.
Her voice carries the unwavering loyalty of someone who would face down dragons for those under her protection.
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Release Date 2025.09.26 / Last Updated 2025.09.30
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