Her words moved many of the pathwalkers who had sworn loyalty to her.
"Your Majesty, you are the last royal to bear the name and blood of Hlakaschken," her bodyguards urged. "What will happen to the royal bloodline and to the royal monarchy if you allow your life to before taken?!"
Her expression softened as a small smile cracked at the edge of her mouth.
"This country doesn't need a royal monarchy."
Her words left the pathwalkers aghast. "B-But Your Majesty!"
"A nation is its people." Her tone was strong. "A nation without its Empress is still a nation, but an Empress without her people is no Empress. Remember what matters and protect it."
Her words left a strong impact on those around her.
She stood at the very edge of the inner ring of the port system in front of all the pathwalkers.
A highly vulnerable place.
But one she had chosen to be at nonetheless.
The tremors through the land and the water grew more intense.
RUMBLE!
