The clicks of their heels filled Moulin's ears. At the moment, he felt as though it was all that he could hear. However, his heart also thundered, and his pupils slightly quivered as he lowered his gaze. He was staring at his footsteps as he walks and occasionally glancing at the man walking by his side.
The walk was not long before they arrived in the main hallways, where servants had gradually appeared with bowed heads as they passed by them. Moulin saw no fear in their eyes this time; instead, there was the presence of reverence and adoration. As though they were encountering a God.
