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DIVINE ORDER: HOLY GRAIL

After his parents tragically die in the war on the north, young Lord Arin is appointed as the new head of the powerful Amsterdam Family. Overwhelmed by the responsibility that has been thrust upon him. He struggles to find his footing in the cutthroat world of politics and business, which the Amsterdam Family dominates. As Arin settles into his new role, he discovers that his parents' deaths may not have been the result of random violence. He starts to uncover a web of deceit and betrayal that threatens to destroy the Amsterdam Family from within. Arin must navigate a dangerous political landscape and find a way to keep his family together while also seeking justice for his parents.

Saint_Rey · Fantasy
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16 Chs

"RESTORING THE BALANCE"

The Emperor read the letter with a deep furrowed brow, his eyes scanning the words carefully. He knew the Amsterdam family to be a powerful one, but this was the first time they had ever taken such a bold move. They were essentially declaring that the Reinhardt City was no longer under the jurisdiction of the Royal Family, and that House Torin would now be the rightful rulers of the domain.

The Emperor sat back in his chair, a feeling of unease settling in his stomach. This was a dangerous precedent to set. If the noble families were allowed to just take what they wanted without the approval of the Royal Family, it could lead to chaos and anarchy in the kingdom.

He called in his advisors to discuss the matter further. They all agreed that the Amsterdam family was out of line, but they also knew that they couldn't just ignore the issue. The Reinhardt City was an important strategic location, and if House Torin was allowed to take control of it, it could lead to a shift in power that could upset the delicate balance of the kingdom.

The Emperor made the difficult decision to send a delegation to meet with the Amsterdam family and try to negotiate a peaceful solution. He knew it would not be an easy task, but it was necessary to maintain order and stability in the kingdom.

As the delegation left the palace, the Emperor could only hope that they would be able to resolve the issue without resorting to violence. The fate of the kingdom was at stake, and the Emperor knew that he had to tread carefully to ensure that it remained intact.

The Crown Prince stood before his father, the Emperor, with a determined expression on his face. He had requested an audience with the Emperor to voice his opinion on the matter of the Reinhardt City.

"Father, I must speak to you about the letter from the Amsterdam family," the Crown Prince began. "They have declared that they will be giving the Reinhardt City to House Torin as their new domain. I believe that this is the right decision."

The Emperor looked at his son, his face betraying no emotion. "And why do you think that, my son?"

"The Reinhardt City has always been under the rule of the Amsterdam family," the Crown Prince explained. "It is only right that they have a say in who takes over the city. But more than that, House Torin deserves a new home after what they have been through. It is the least we can do for them."

The Emperor considered his son's words for a moment before responding. "The Amsterdam family may be stewards of the Reinhardt City, but they are not its owners. The Royal family holds that responsibility. We cannot simply let them decide without consulting with us first."

The Crown Prince nodded in understanding, but his expression showed disappointment. "I understand, Father. But I still believe that House Torin should be given the Reinhardt City. They have suffered enough, and they need a new home."

The Emperor placed a hand on his son's shoulder. "I understand your sentiment, my son. But we must do what is right for all of our subjects, not just one family. We will discuss this further with the Amsterdam Family"

The Crown Prince bowed respectfully and left the room, knowing that the matter was not yet settled.

The Emperor and the Imperial Court were discussing the the matter of Reinhardt City and the House Torin when suddenly, four Divine Magic Scrolls appeared out of nowhere in the throne room. Everyone was stunned and puzzled as to where these scrolls came from.

The scrolls were adorned with intricate engravings of magical symbols and were sealed with a golden wax emblem of each of the four Divine Families. The Emperor cautiously opened one of the scrolls and began to read the letter of declaration that was inside. The letter stated that the Divine Families were in favor of giving the Reinhardt City to House Torin as their new domain, and that they would support and protect them as one of their own.

The Imperial Court was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the scrolls and the contents of the letters. They had never seen anything like it before. The Emperor realized that the Divine Families' support was a force to be reckoned with, and that they had no choice but to agree on the matter.

The Crown Prince was delighted by the news and expressed his gratitude towards the Divine Families. The Imperial Court, on the other hand, felt the pressure and the weight of the decision they had to make. They knew that going against the Divine Families would have serious consequences.

In the end, the Emperor reluctantly agreed to the proposal and gave his blessings for House Torin to take over the Reinhardt City as their new domain. The scrolls disappeared as suddenly as they appeared, leaving everyone in the throne room wondering about the power and influence of the Divine Families.

As the Emperor and the Crown Prince is about to exit, the empress stormed into the throne room, her long, flowing robes billowing behind her, the Emperor and the Crown Prince looked up in surprise. The air was tense with anticipation as the empress strode forward to confront them.

"Why do we always yield to the divine families?" she demanded, her voice echoing off the walls of the throne room. "Are we not the rulers of this land? Should we not have the final say in matters such as these?"

The Emperor stood up from his throne and faced his wife. "My dear empress," he said, his voice calm and measured. "The divine families hold great power in this land, and we must respect their decisions."

"But at what cost?" the empress shot back. "We cannot let them dictate our every move. We must show them that we are just as powerful as they are."

The Crown Prince stepped forward, placing a hand on his mother's arm. "Mother, I understand your frustration. But we must be careful not to provoke the divine families. We need their support if we are to maintain peace in our land."

The empress sighed, looking between her husband and son. "I suppose you are right," she conceded. "But I cannot help but feel like we are always in their shadow."

The Emperor walked over to his wife and took her hand. "We are the rulers of this land, my dear," he said, a hint of pride in his voice. "And we will continue to lead with wisdom and strength, whether the divine families agree with us or not."

The empress nodded, a sense of determination in her eyes. "as you should!" she said, looking up at her husband. "We will not be overshadowed. We will show the divine families that we are just as powerful, just as wise, and just as worthy of respect as they are."

She said and leave the two royalties in the room.

Crown Prince Cluster sat in his private chamber, his face twisted with anger and frustration. "You really got some guts to target House Torin, the only house that was loyal to the Amsterdam" Cluster uttered

He summoned his personal aide, the Royal Butler, to his side. "I want you to dispose of the Arden house as soon as possible," he said sternly.

The Royal Butler's eyes widened in surprise. "Dispose of House Arden, Your Highness? Surely you cannot mean--"

"I mean exactly what I said," Cluster interrupted, his voice cold and hard. "They have betrayed the trust of the Royal Family and colluded with our enemies. They must pay for their crimes."

The Royal Butler bowed low. "As you command, Your Highness. But what method would you like me to use?"

Cluster leaned back in his chair, considering his options. "I want it done quickly and quietly," he said finally. "No need to draw attention to ourselves. Poison, perhaps?"

The Royal Butler nodded. "Very well, Your Highness. I will see to it at once."

Cluster watched as the Royal Butler left the room, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. House Arden would pay for their treachery, and he would make sure of it.

As the news of House Arden's demise spread throughout the Empire, the people whispered in hushed tones about who could be behind such a heinous act. Some believed it was the Divine Families seeking retribution for their collusion with the 8th High Heavens, while others whispered that it was House Torin seeking revenge for their destruction.

The Crown Prince Cluster, who had ordered the disposal of House Arden, remained silent on the matter. He knew that the Royal Family would be under scrutiny for their possible involvement in the tragedy, but he also knew that it was necessary for the stability of the Empire.

Meanwhile, the Divine Families convened once again to discuss the matter. They knew that the poisoning of an entire House would have severe consequences and would threaten the balance of power in the Empire.

Lord Arin, the head of the Amsterdam Family, spoke up and declared that the Divine Families had nothing to do with the poisoning. He emphasized that they were committed to maintaining the balance of power and would not resort to such cowardly tactics.

The other Divine Families agreed with Lord Arin's statement, but the doubt still lingered in their minds. They knew that the Royal Family was capable of such actions, but they also knew that accusing them without proof would only lead to further unrest in the Empire.