Sitting on his throne, lost in his thoughts like he had lost his sleep.The reports arriving from different parts of the Central had become impossible to ignore.At first, there had been small rumors carried by merchants and travelers, slaves and guards Then they became discussions in marketplaces and village squares. Now they have grown into open declarations. The people were no longer hiding their opinions.They wanted Keiran.Not as an advisor.Not as a nobleman.Not as a healer.They wanted him as their new Emperor.The thought alone made the Emperor's blood boil.He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. His jaw tightened, and the veins in his neck became visible as he struggled to contain his anger."Ungrateful fools," he muttered.A palace servant standing nearby lowered his head immediately, afraid to meet his horror looks. The Emperor rose from his throne and began pacing across the hall.His footsteps echoed loudly against the polished floor.For

The Emperor's command echoed through the grand hall like a thunderclap."Take him away!" he roared. "Throw him into the underground jail immediately!"The guards moved toward Keiran at once, their hands reaching for their weapons.For a brief moment, silence filled the palace.Everyone seemed frozen.The ministers exchanged shocked glances. The palace elders stared at one another in disbelief. Even some of the guards looked uncertain.Keiran stood calmly despite the situation. His face remained composed, though disappointment flickered in his eyes.He had expected many things after successfully finding a cure for the smallpox outbreak that had devastated the kingdom.He had expected gratitude.He had expected recognition.Perhaps even a reward.But imprisonment?That was the last thing he imagined."Your Majesty," one of the elders spoke cautiously, "perhaps we should reconsider—""Silence!" the Emperor snapped.His voice bounced off the palace walls."I am still the ruler of this kin

Night had already settled over the capital when Anderson left his temporary apartment.The city was unusually quiet.Most citizens had returned to their homes after the dramatic events of the day. The streets that had been filled with chants and protests were now illuminated only by lanterns and moonlight.Anderson walked calmly toward the palace.His expression was unreadable.Anyone watching him would have assumed he was simply taking an evening stroll.In reality, he was heading straight into the lion's den.The palace guards recognized him immediately.Some frowned.Others exchanged uncertain glances.After everything that had happened earlier that day, Anderson was hardly a welcome guest.Yet no one stopped him.His position as a palace elder still carried weight.He moved through the corridors with confidence until he arrived outside the Emperor's private chamber.Several guards stood outside."I need to see His Majesty."One guard hesitated."The Emperor is not receiving visit

Aria was pacing round the house.“What happened?” Wesley asked.“What else? I warned Keiran not to go out. We have two servants brought by my mother. He can easily send them the errand but he insisted on going. He promised to be back within two hours but I can't find him. What if something had happened to him? I don't trust the Emperor” the kept lamenting.Wesley burst into laughter.“Are you worried about Keiran?”“Why wouldn't I worry about him? He is my husband for goodness sake!” She snapped angrily at Wesley.“He only went out to share some of the gifts he received to the needy. He will soon be back. Be rest assured that The Emperor is of no match to him”Aria refused to listen. She set close to the door, waiting for her husband.Then, at long last, the door opened.Aria looked up.The moment she saw Keiran walking through the entrance, all her worries vanished."Keiran!"Without caring who was watching, she rushed toward him and hugged him tightly Keiran barely had time to rea

It's been three days and the outbreak was almost over.The dark days that had kept everyone trapped indoors were finally fading into memory. The treatment centers were no longer crowded, and people were beginning to smile again. Streets that had once been silent slowly came back to life as vendors reopened their stalls and children returned to playing outside.Everything was getting better.The Central had returned to normal operations, and Keiran's house, which had been filled with patients during the worst days of the outbreak, was finally peaceful again. The spare rooms were empty, the hallways were quiet, and for the first time in weeks, Keiran could wake up without hearing someone calling for help.It felt strange.For so long, everyone had been focused on survival that they had almost forgotten what normal life felt like.Then came another piece of good news.The school officially announced its resumption.Students would soon return to classes, assignments, and examinations. Whi