Didi kept her fingers pressed against the empty bearer channel while the King's confession echoed through the silent vault.
Frost gathered along the silver trim of the archival case, yet the fitted slot answered her touch with hollow stillness.
[ ShadowMage44: "The whole room went dead quiet... look at her hand on the register." ]
[ JunaFanClub: "Cut the camera feed, Hajin! Nobody on Earth needs to spectate her mourning!" ]
[ ashley: "Broadcaster privacy protocol requested... shut down the public broadcast now!" ]
Hajin reached toward the floating broadcast icon and dismissed the stream interface with a single decisive wave.
The glowing interface vanished from the vault air, plunging the room into the quiet dignity of private lamplight.
Both court recorders remained motionless beside the table, keeping their quills raised above the unsealed admission page.
