The news of Empress Sindel's death spread like wildfire throughout Edenia. In the heart of the royal city, citizens gathered in the marketplace, whispers of shock and disbelief rippling through the crowd. Many had loved and respected Sindel, viewing her as a beacon of hope and strength. Her compassionate rule had fostered peace and prosperity, and her absence felt like a sudden and brutal storm.

After Sindel's death, Mileena's ascent to empress only deepened your silence. As the youngest of the three sisters, you felt the weight of your family's loss more profoundly. Seated in your throne on the left side of Mileena, with Kitana on her right, you found it increasingly difficult to shake the heavy sadness that clung to you. You stared blankly ahead, lost in memories of your mother, her laughter echoing in your mind as you recalled moments of warmth that now felt painfully distant.

Kitana, the middle sister, glanced at you, her expression shifting from determination to concern as she noticed your distant demeanor. She shifted in her throne, her voice gentle yet firm, cutting through the oppressive silence of the throne room.

“Are you okay?” she asked, her brow furrowing slightly as she searched your face for a sign of reassurance.

Your oldest sister, Mileena, sitting regally in her empress attire, turned her gaze toward you as well. Her eyes, usually fierce and commanding, softened for a brief moment. “You don’t have to pretend to be strong all the time,” she said, her tone surprisingly tender. “We’re all grieving.”

Meanwhile, outside the palace walls, a memorial began to take shape. Citizens adorned the streets with white flowers, the symbol of purity and remembrance. Families gathered to share stories of Sindel, recalling her kindness and bravery. Old warriors spoke of the times she had defended Edenia from threats, while children recounted tales of her gentle spirit