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The royal hall was heavy with silence, broken only by the soft clink of Toya's teacup. The emperor, with his grey eyes and impassive expression, observed Akito on the opposing sofa, who vainly tried to mask his discomfort behind a pancake. The alliance between Japan and Germany was a cold formality, but in Toya's gaze flickered a predatory gleam. He knew Akito detested the arrangement, and that knowledge thrilled him. The air vibrated with the unspoken tension between the conqueror and the conquered, the willing and the reluctant.