The parade continued smoothly with the knights being extra cautious of the surrounding. Nothing happened after the monarch's brief encounter in the middle of the procession. However, as they proceed, Aries felt this cold chill down her spine.
Aries kept her smile and composure, but her eyes caught figures at the back of the crowd on either way down the street. Each figure in a dark cloak had a uniform distance from one another, like a formation. Even though she couldn't see their faces other than the lower half, she was certain their eyes never left her.
"That's how they welcome you, darling," Aries heard Abel's calm voice. He was facing the other direction, waving and nodding at the unsuspecting crowd.
"They won't do anything harmful, right?" she inquired under her breath, keeping her surface in check.
"I doubt." Abel cast her a quick look. "Isaiah won't let anything happen."
