The night was deep and silent, but the Court of Judicial Review was ablaze with light, as bright as day. The Crown Prince stood in the center of the main hall, his expression solemn as he watched the coroners busily at work, carefully examining a cold corpse.
The body was that of the Eldest Prince, whose mansion had recently been reduced to ruins in a mysterious fire. After an entire day of searching through the rubble, nothing of value had been found. Left with no other choice, the Crown Prince had decided to supervise a more meticulous examination himself under the cover of night, hoping to uncover some clue to the truth behind this mysterious tragedy.
The coroners moved with precision, some checking for wounds on the surface, others delicately examining the internal organs for any anomalies. The Crown Prince stood nearby, brow furrowed in silence, occasionally stepping in to question a key detail. Time ticked by, and the air grew thick with tension.
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