As soon as the Emperor's footsteps echoed in the stairs, silence descended. Everyone around the table eagerly and simultaneously turned their heads on the stairs. Once the Emperor's slippers were on sight, they immediately stood up.
As expected, they were not surprised to see Cassey clinging to the Emperor. However, their eyes glued to the Emperor's countenance—solemn, oppressive, especially his gaze. Their hearts skipped a beat and lowered their gaze. At once, they bowed and shouted,
"GREETINGS TO THE EMPEROR!!!"
"Mhm." Eric acknowledged their enthusiastic greetings. "Sit down."
Cassey was used to their way of greetings. At first, she was telling them not to be so excessive, but eventually she gave in. She acknowledged then the power of her Big Brother holds. His aura alone caused his subjects to waver despite knowing that the Emperor was not harsh to them.
