Pablo looked at the cemetery before him, lowering his voice. “How’d I die, huh…”

He laughed mockingly, his tone sad. “Evil, scheming ministers and bards. Heads rolled everywhere.”

Lilly stopped short.

“No way! How could you have been evil and scheming, Master? There’s no way.”

Pablo chuckled, stroking Lilly’s head.

“Thank you for your trust!” He said.

Lilly said, “You’re most welcome.”

Pablo finally let out a proper laugh, the dullness in his chest dissipating a little.

“It’s been three thousand years since your Master died, Lilly.” Pablo held Lilly’s hand, staring at the hills in the distance as the clouds rolled over them.

Lilly let out a noise of surprise. “Whoa, three thousand years! That’s so cool.”

“…What.”

That didn’t sound right to him at all!

He continued to say, “That dynasty lasted over seven hundred years. Dudroinia’s only passed a hundred years.”

It was clear how powerful that dynasty was.

It was a time of intelligence coming into power, with a board of brilliant, talented people keeping things in order.

Lilly sat down on the steps. “Were you really powerful, Master?”

Pablo smiled. “I guess you could say that. I came from a poor farmer’s family, and became a head minister. It was pretty cool.”

Things back then were not what they were now, where anyone could make a name for themselves out of nothing.

There was a strict hierarchy back then. Your destiny was pretty much set from the moment you were born, depending on what environment you were born into.

The most powerful person in a palace was the emperor. Then you had your duke and duchess.

under the duke were six ministers, each in charge of a different department. Pablo, as head minister, was the person who dealt directly with the duke on behalf of

Lilly said, “Whoa…”

really get it, but he

mean you were in charge of all

face, he stroked

got it then. You’re the most powerful person aside from the

“I guess you can

during those times. The oldest son of the emperor was destined for the crown,

the ministers,

you’re saying is even the second son of a minister wouldn’t be able to take on that position, but

awesome and cool, right? She could give him

best! The absolute coolest!” Lilly said,

an amused

killed you because you

“Yes.”

a power imbalance, and

when he

minister. Unless the emperor wanted him dead, anyone else who wanted to replace him would just have to wait until he

he was so young, talented and powerful. The emperor was wary of him, and

Mester’s e greet person, how could he just believe

person feeding the emperor rumors wes my

hurt Peblo the

Three thousend yeers ego.

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one of the rere prodigies

thought thet the heed minister would be en old, whiskery

where men end horse hed just been, their cheeks

the luckiest women in the world if they could merry

look et e ledy

lowered her heed, seeming

**

the long royel cerpet, kneeling before the emperor

“Peblo, I’ve told you to come ell this wey beceuse I’ve got en importent

……

pelece feeling

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