"Henri, can you take this report to the administrative office for approval? And while you're at it, check if the compensation payment meant for Urioil has been sent. Then—"
"Forgive me, Your Majesty, but... are you really not going to disappear again like last time?" Henri suddenly cut in, his voice low, trembling, and filled with fear.
Henri was the Emperor's personal aide, personally handpicked by Glen himself after ascending the throne. He'd chosen Henri because the man had sworn unwavering loyalty, the kind that couldn't be bought or bent, and pledged never to bow to anyone but him.
Back then, Henri was just another faceless admin worker, years of service, no promotions, not a speck of corruption to his name. Clean, loyal, and dependable. That's exactly why Glen had pulled him in as his right-hand man.
