Time/Date: TC1853.01.22 – Morning to Afternoon
Location: Safe House → Imperial Palace, Throne Room
The knock came precisely at dawn.
Raven had been awake for hours, sitting in meditation as the first pale light crept through the safe house window. She heard the footsteps approach—measured, formal, carrying the weight of imperial authority—and knew what came next.
Three knocks. Precise rhythm. Official protocol.
She stood, smoothing her simple travel clothes, and opened the door.
Two palace guards stood in the corridor, their ceremonial armor polished to mirror brightness. Between them, an imperial messenger in crimson robes held a sealed scroll marked with the Xuán family crest in gold leaf.
"Miss Raven," the messenger said, bowing with exactly the depth protocol demanded. "His Imperial Majesty Emperor Tianrong Xuán requests your presence at the Imperial Palace. Midday. The Dragon Throne Room."
Requests. As if she had a choice.
