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Carefully controlled chaos, that's the best way to describe what is unfolding before your single eye.
You've never seen the palace guard – recognisable by the jade green band around the sleeve of their uniforms – in action before, but it's clear that they know what they are doing. You just wish that you knew what was going on.
It all started just after Kurasu had finished his speech, and you had narrowly avoided decorating the dinner table with the contents of your stomach. Those two facts aren't actually related, but you can't help but link them up in your mind. Judging by the general reaction to his speech, it wouldn't be entirely inappropriate. Then, with the arrival of a nervous herald, the situation devolved from awkward to openly dangerous.
You think. Nobody quite seems to know what's going on – and if they do know, they don't seem very willing to share.