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The Head Minister and the rest of the Ministers sit on their respective chairs without uttering a word inside the spacious courtroom, sweating in horrific.Compared to their breaking out behavior earlier, their current agony in stillness is much considerable. Surely, the absence of the Archduke sends them to misery.
A whoosh as the sound of the wind visits them while their butt remains icy in the wooden seat.
All of them head a sweaty forehead, waiting for someone to encourage them up. Head Minister Franco stares at the faces of the rest of the Ministers. He sighs in frustration as he feels powerless lifting the spirits of the others.
What can Head Minister Franco do? Where's Archduke Ridge? Did the Archduke excuses himself because he didn't want to take the role and protect the Kingdom? Or is Archduke Ridge searching for Lady Iris's remain.'
Then, his thoughts cloud on Ministe
