The little Emperor was shocked and frightened. He had never seen such a scene before.
The Buckwheat Kingdom's people were simple and guileless, everyone throughout the kingdom harmonious. Such a thing about soaking people in urns of poisonous liquid was something completely unheard of by the little Emperor.
"How have the considerations from you gentlemen been coming along after the past few days?" The Condor Country's Emperor asked as he led the group of rulers into the courtyard, his hands behind his back, his chin lifted slightly while he stared at the men.
The bunch of rulers lowered their heads, not speaking a word, none of them willing to be the one to say it.
