Tension.
The air was brittle and hard with uncertainty.
And like statues, countless foreign knights lined up proudly across the dock lanes closer to their ships.
Neither the faint drizzling rain nor the slightly cold ocean breeze deferred them from standing as still as statues. Swords on their waists, goldenrods in their hands, and very decorative attires on, all magnified the strength and wealth of these foreign visitors.
Who? Who was it? Who owned this magnificent legion of galleys?
Across the Pyno docks, several people within the regular ships belonging to Pyno merchants, nobles, fishermen and many more, now secretly watched the show with all sorts of questions and thoughts in their minds.
William was fully covered up with one of his famous Ghostly Prince masks and a black cloak... So many didn't know who he was.
