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Year 356 of the imperial calander.

Tonight, this number is going to become history and a new number will take it's place.

The imperial calander measures the years according to the imperial family's reign. Year 356 means the current imperial family has been in power for 356 years.

The fact that this number is going to disappear means the monarch has changed.

The reason for this is the grand war that started three years ago. The war has consumed everything in it's wake. The citizens were left scared and homeless, the farmers lost their livelihood, the children died of various reasons, the soldiers exhausted after witnessing too much blood.

This is the result of the war.

The reason for the start of the war was simple. The Veiber Empire dared to provoke the Serwen Empire.

Their trade negotiations failed and in a fit of rage, the crown prince of Veiber called the Serwen Empire's second princess "A woman not suited to the parliament."

Unchangeable words were said which led to complete collapse of negotiations between the two empires. And what started as short skirmishes at the border led to full on war.

Today, the Serwen Empire's defeat was finalized.

The main reason for their defeat started with their crown prince dying in battle two years ago. The emperor becoming bedridden only made it worse.

As the acting ruler of the Serwen Empire, the second princess's husband, Archduke Julius Serwen Fordin was defeated, bloody, and chained to kneel infront of his enemy, the crown prince of Veiber.

In huffed voice, Archduke Fordin asked, "Is my wife still alive?"

The crown prince of Veiber, Anton Chellin Du Veiber, nodded with a grin. "We wanted to capture her to make an example but as it may seem, that wench fled while leaving her dear husband behind."

as soon as he finished speaking, a loud explosion sounded from the inner palace of the imperial palace of Veiber.

"Go check what it is," Anton ordered.

"Heheheh." An ominous laughter was heard.

"Have you finally lost your mind? What are you laughing?" Crown prince Anton asked Archduke Fordin.

"YOUR GRACE!" The soldiers who went to check on the sound came running back with an injured butler.

"Your grace!" The butler spoke slowly. "T-the inner palace.

Someone used explosives to... to destroy your room in the inner palace."

Anton was taken aback. This was the most highly guarded building in the entire empire. How can someone infiltrate this place and go as far as to blast my room in particular?

"Hahahahahah!" Archduke Fordin laughed again. This time more ominous than before. "You fools!" He said, smirking.

Archduke Fordin laughed harder and louder. His voice resounded all around the room masked only by the sound of bigger explosions coming from the inner palace.

Crown prince Anton was alarmed.

This must be a plot by the Archduke.

Anton was by no means a fool. He understood that someone from Serwen was trying to set the entire palace by fire. But he couldn't leave the pow either. Especially not when the pow in question is the acting emperor of Serwen, the husband of the second princess and the Archduke ruling the most prosperous City in the Empire, Archduke Fordin. With things as they are, he decided to trust his guards and soldiers in the inner palace and focus on the pow before him.

Within a minute, the explosions halted.

Crown prince Anton heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at Archduke Fordin and smirked. Archduke Fordin's face still had a ridiculous smile plastered over it.

The sound of foot steps echoed in the silent room. Someone's approaching. Anton believed it were the imperial guards who vanquished the intruder.

The footsteps halted and a light knocking sound echoed.

Anton signaled for one of his footmen to open the door. When the footmen opened the door, the figure behind was not of a soldier or a guard. It was a lady.

A gorgious lady with delicate skin donning black armour stood behind the door. Her hair and chain mail were drenched in blood and the smell of gunpowder emulated in the air around her. She was holding a short dagger in her right hand and in her left was a severed head.

Anton gasped at the sight. He knew who the head belonged to. It was head of imperial guard. The very man who was supposed to protect the imperial palace from intruders.

Anton tried to identify the woman. But he could not see her through all the blood, viscera, and ash covering her face.

As the lady stepped forward, Anton and his guards moved back. They kept retreating behind as the lady advanced. It was a sight to behold.

Archduke Fordin ceased laughing. There was silence in the room, if not for the footsteps falling heavily on the ground.

Although the woman's features weren't distinguished, the fact that she was beyond furious and boiling with rage was evident. None in her presence wanted to anger her further.

As soon as the lady got beside Archduke Fordin, she demonstrated three quick and precise movements.

First, she held Archduke Fordin by the ropes tying his hands and threw him aside while tossing the severed head towards the crown prince. This made the crown prince and his followers confused. They thought she was trying to release him but she instead threw him beside.

Next, she took something out from behind and threw it at the guards and soldiers while accurately throwing the dagger in her hand towards the crown prince. The dagger hit him in the thigh and the Anton cried in woe. This was done as a distraction.

Finally, she jumped to the side, lifted Archduke Fordin in her arms, and jumped out the window. This was her grand escape along with the Archduke.

The guards cought the object she threw at them. This object was encased in a wooden box. The guard who caught the box opened its lid. Inside were tons of explosives and one tiny thread which had beautiful orange sparks dancing on it.

The guards tried to throw the explosive away and tried to run. But alas, it was too late. Crown prince Anton along with his followers all turned to dust within a mere moment.

Outside, as the lady jumped out of the fourth floor, a few soldiers in blue cape were waiting at the bottom. Blue was the color of the Veiber Empire. The soldiers of Serwen disguised as Veiber's people to infiltrate the palace at the start of the war. They went undercover for three years, finally realising their duty today.

These soldiers spread a piece of cloth to break the fall of the lady and the Archduke.

With this, the lady, the Archduke, and the soldiers allowed fled the palace through the waterways and exited the palace.

Tiny raindrops started falling from the sky. These raindrops cooked the soldier's bodies and gave them temporary relief. The rain also washed away the blood on the lady's face.

The lady's features became prominent. She was a delicate looking lady. One can even mistake her for a child. She was pretty and lovely if not for her attire.

She was the second princess of the Serwen Empire, Archduke Fordin's wife, and the acting empress of Serwen, princess Marianne Von Fordin Serwen.

Ironically, Crown prince Anton was right. Princess Marianne was "A woman not suited to the parliament."

As soon as the Group consisting Princess Marianne, Archduke Fordin, and the soldiers exited the palace, a huge batallion donning red and black armour appeared in sight. It was the Serwen Empire's army.

Commanding them, was the acting empress of Serwen. It was Princess Marianne.

"ATTACK!" She roared her command. For she was terror incarnate.

Within an hour, the imperial palace was destroyed, reduced to rubble by the continuous explosions. The Soldiers in red killed anyone and anything that came into their way. Even if it were a child. For being a child in the imperial palace was a sin.

The Veiber imperial family lost their support and crumbled under the siege of Serwen's acting empress. It was a one sided massacre.

At this point, even if any of the members of the Veiber imperial family were alive and had the courage to avenge the fallen souls, they would have nowhere to return to. The palace treasury was looted and their registers burnt. The accounts and records were lost in the explosions. And the imperial sigil destroyed.

Finally, at the crack of dawn, when the citizens surrounded the imperial palace with questions, they were greeted by the fluttering of a red flag with black and gold emblem of a dragon. It was the flag of the Serwen Empire. The flag was bigger and more grandiose than the blue flag of the lion that the Veiber Empire placed in that very spot at the start of the war.

This meant the utter and crushing defeat of the Veiber Empire.

Along with that, right below the flag, on the roof of the flag tower, the headless naked bodies of the members of the Veiber imperial family were dangling. The severed heads of the imperial family members were attached to the rods protruding from the main gates of the imperial palace.

The naked bodies of the soldiers loyal to the Veiber imperial family and the Veiber Empire were hanged from the outer walls.

This atrocity prevailed in the command of Princess Marianne.

The peasants who were drafted into the war against their will were sent home. Along with them, the peasants who died in the three year war were identified and compensation was sent to their families.

New villages were made atop the field where the battle took place and these villages housed refugees. The nobles who supported the war from the Veiber Empire's side were stripped of their titles and had their businesses and property confiscated.

These reforms and transformations prevailed in the command of Archduke Fordin.

At the start of the war, the crown prince of Serwen blinded by his love for his younger sister, forbid her from joining the battles.

Angered by her brother's meddling, the princess started to gather a highly skilled and ruthless brigade under her shadow. She did it in such a way that the crown prince had no idea.

When the crown prince passed away in the battlefield, she started moving her pawns. If things had gone according to her plan, victory would've been in the Serwen Empire's hands early on.

The emperor caught wind of the princess's deeds. So he took command of the war away from the generals and took it upon himself to dictate the plan.

As such, Princess Marianne lost another chance at participating in the war. Princess Marianne is a lady who abhors war. But if it was unavoidable and the lives of many are at stake, then she would go to any lengths to make sure she prevails. As such, she waited patiently. She believed the war could be won. So she stood by and watched.

When the news of the Serwen Empire losing the war was heard, the last string of patience was cut. She took matters into her own hands.

She used her husband to distract the generals and the crown prince who commanded the war. Using this opening, she infiltrated the imperial palace and blasted its walls starting from the crown prince's room because he was the very reason the war took place. It was a message of sorts.

Within a night, the tide of the battle turned on its head. The ground Veiber was standing on, crumbled to dust. And the linage and records of the land, forever lost.

The complete conquest of a major empire was seen for the very first time.

Year 356 of the imperial calander.

Tonight, this number is going to become history and a new number will take it's place.

The fact that this number is going to disappear means the monarch has changed.

From the Serwen Imperial family as the monarch to the new monarchy.

The new monarchy will go by the name of Fordin.

And the land that has been devoured was called the Veiber Empire.

From this moment on, the Grand empire of Fordin saw the rise of its two grand monarchs.

The emperor, Julius Serwen Fordin, sought reforms and handled internal affairs. He led the citizens with just and orderly laws.

The empress, Marianne Von Fordin Serwen, handled the external affairs. She held the helm in the Empire's power and moved with an iron grip. Everywhere she went, the men shook in their steps. She was the face of the power in the empire.

Emperor Julius was the only one who can control and soothe the empress. And with the rule of these two, the empire thrived way above it ever did.

The defeated and bloodied king was chained to kneel in front of his enemy and he says weakly: "Is my wife still alive?" His enemy nodded. "You fools," he said smirking, and the king starts laughing as the sounds of explosions getting closer shake the room.

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