Chartiana had been called to her mothers chambers about something quite serious. She hadnt seen her father since yesterday evenings party, so maybe it had something to do with him. She tried to think of the best thing that could happen, but her mind couldn't waver off of the shadowy figures she had seen going into the window of her fathers dimly lit bedroom.

Myrin had also been called by the empress. He'd never liked her, his mother hated the woman. But she was the empress. He hadnt see anything go wrong with the party his half sister, Chartiana, planned. So maybe it was something about the throne. If so, then why did she call him? He had zero rights to that seat, so what was his purpose being there? For one of his half siblings to flaunt about it?

I being a daughter of thr Duchess was sitting reading a book and enjoying the quiet time.

she roamed the streets looking for something to steal.

luca stocked behind Alexandra diving in and out of ally ways trying to not look sketchy. she knew the guards go payed very well so she knew she had to have some money on her, she need food anyways and it wouldn't hurt to borrow some money.

Chartiana stopped at the doors of her mothers chambers, glancing back at her half brother, Myrin. She knew how much he and his mother didn't like the empresss, but what could a illegitimate child and the daughter of a rual count like he and his mother do? Ignoring Myrin, she hesitated to go inside the room, afraid of what her mother might tell her.

Constantine furrowed his brows, his large strides making his journey a bit faster than normal. He was concerned due to the fact that his mother called all of the siblings. He had been interrupted while he was studying, causing a small scowl to rest upon his face.
His heterochromatic eyes flickered around, before approaching the door to his mother's chambers. He sighed, hesitating a bit before entering with a brief knock. Glancing at Chartiana, he stood beside her as he looked around the room.

Chartiana entered the room after Constantine. Myrin had to wait outside for Cassian to come, since it was plainly rude for someone of his status to come before the prince.

Empress Cynthia was sitting on a couch wearing a sad expression. She looked up at her two children, then turning away. Chartiana could already see that if her proud and joyful mother was saddened like this, something was definitely wrong.