Chapter 211
n the dim dawn, the lights of the imperial palace came on early. Everyone prepared themselves in silence, put on their formal attire, and sat down for a solemn breakfast.
Ian was no exception. He slowly buttoned up his coat with the help of his attendants. He pinned every badge and patch awarded to the Minister of Magic to his chest without missing a single one.
Today was the day Mariv would disappear from history, and in another sense, a day that would go down in history.
Knock knock.
“Come in.”
“Oh, Ian. You’re almost ready, I see.”
“You’ve arrived. You didn’t wake me yesterday.”
Romandro, too, looked unusually neat. His hair, which was always disheveled from being rushed here and there, was now neatly pressed down. It must be Viviana’s handiwork. Romandro shook his leather folder and shook his head.
“There was nothing urgent, and people should rest when they can.”