Don't Be Afraid, Mother, It's Me

"Charge! Kill every one of these traitors and enter the Royal Palace! Only then can we drive out the regent princess and ensure the safety of His Majesty Ahsan V, the sole legitimate heir of King Azoun IV."

"Shut up! You are the traitors! You dared to abduct the king and attempt a rebellion to overthrow the royal family's rule!"

"That's right! Queen Mother Filfaeril has issued an order: Duke Shafa forcibly entered the Royal Palace and abducted His Majesty Ahsan V. Every one of his accomplices has committed the grave crime of treason."

"No! You're lying! This is all Regent Princess Alusair's conspiracy. She has taken control of the Royal Palace. The Queen Mother is the one being held hostage."

"Duke Shafa has already said it: the child in Princess Alusair's belly belongs to Soros, Emperor of the Imperium. They are plotting to murder His Majesty Ahsan V so that their own child can ascend the throne."

"Stop wasting your breath on these traitors! Since they refuse to come to their senses, let them all die here!"

Amid the shouting, the slaughter, the clash of weapons, and the agonized groans of the wounded, the streets surrounding the Royal Palace had long since become an Acheron, littered with blood and corpses.

The Cormyr king who had founded the Purple Dragon Legion probably never imagined, even in his dreams, that this elite force regarded by the royal family as the backbone of the Kingdom would one day split into two factions and slaughter each other.

These soldiers and officers were not Muggles with no class levels, merely given some basic training.

They were Fighters with at least one level in the Purple Dragon Knight class.

Including the prerequisite skills they had to master, most of them possessed total class levels