The Princess' walk was probably the longest hour of Lord Karl's life. It was like an entourage, a truly eventful walk through the city.
Lots of people were blocking their path as they wanted to meet the Princess. The guards could barely contain the people's excitement as they rushed towards them in daze.
Karl's stress was off the roof. One single mistake, one single hair that was harmed from the Princess. And they would have to answer to the King.
Why do you have to send a princess of all people!? Karl howled in his mind. Emi could only comfort him by touching his shoulders.
But out of all the people present, there was someone can beat Lord Karl's anxiety.
"M-mr. Voice? Are you alright?", Silbern had a worried expression on his face as he approached Viel.
Viel who was currently swearing buckets.
"Y-yes, I am fine, child"
But he was not. All through the long walk, he was sandwiched in between Sofia and Ilrina's accusing stares.
