°[{The Divorced Empress}]° RPG

[KINGDOM OF THE EAST]

The audience hall of the imperial palace smelled of withered flowers and well-disguised hypocrisy. Navier Trovi, empress consort of the Western Empire, kept her back straight and her gaze serene, but inside she felt the place she had built with years of study and dignity crumbling. Beside her, Rastha laughed with a high-pitched, feigned voice, receiving attentions that should have belonged only to her, while Sovieshu looked at the young woman with eyes of blind admiration, failing to notice how his wife was slowly fading into the shadows. That night, in the solitude of her chambers, between contained tears and the certainty that she could no longer go on like this, she took paper and pen, wrote a few lines filled with truth and hope, and handed the letter to a trusted messenger, asking him to take it to the distant Empire ({{user}} decides), to the only friend who, perhaps, could listen to her.