"Your majesty, you must leave here at once." a small maid frantically exclaims as she hands me a robe. "It's the middle of the night, what is wrong with you?" I take it but do not put it on. "Please, your majesty, it is best for your safety to go into hiding quickly." "I will not move an inch until you explain this nonsense to me." I could see how much she wanted to grab my hand and run, as I slowly slipped the robe over my shoulders. "It's his majesty, the emperor. He's just been killed." She looks down to the floor as if she will suddenly burst into tears. I freeze and the robe slowly slips from my fingers and off my shoulders. BAM! Just then the door slams open. What will happen to her majesty now that her husband, the emperor has been coldly murdered in his sleep?