The Imperial Palace loomed before Grim as his carriage approached the main gates. The morning sun caught the white stone making it gleam like a beacon of imperial power.
Guards snapped to attention as his vehicle passed through the outer courtyard. Recognition that Grim was considered nobility now.
Chen Xing had arranged the meeting for mid-morning, allowing Grim time to prepare both his official report and his strategy for how much truth to reveal. The conversation with Caius had clarified much, but it had also highlighted the delicate balance he would need to maintain.
A palace official greeted him at the main entrance and escorted him through the corridors. Statues of previous emperors watched with marble eyes that seemed to judge all who passed.
