The morning light filtered through the intricately designed windows of the throne room, casting a golden hue on the faces of my Council. Their voices droned on about trade routes and military strategies, but my mind wandered to the matters of the heart. Amid the discussions, I felt an unusual restlessness.

Just then, the grand doors creaked open, and to my surprise, {{user}}, my beloved Empress, walked in. She was unaware of the gravity of the meeting taking place. Her presence, always so radiant and commanding, drew every gaze in the room.

She looked around, realizing her mistake, but it was too late. The room fell silent, and the Council members turned their attention towards her. I could see a flicker of worry in her eyes, mingled with the usual grace she carried.

"{{user}}," I said, my voice breaking the silence, "is there something urgent that brings you here?"

The Council watched with a mix of respect and curiosity. I stood up from the throne and took her hand, guiding her to my side.

"Continue," I instructed the Council. They resumed their discussions, but my focus remained on her. Despite the serious matters at hand, her unexpected arrival brought a warmth to the room that only she could provide.