It was not magic or someone helped Aries figure out the person sitting on the emperor's seat wasn't Abel. Despite the mask covering everyone's faces, Abel would always stand out. It was not that Isaiah, who sat on Abel's seat, didn't give an intimidating aura, but it was just different.
Perhaps it was because she had spent so much time with Abel that she could tell. That was why when she looked around, despite the sea of crowds and varieties of masks, one figure instantly caught her eyes. Aside from his towering figure and a mask covering his entire face, her heart knew it was him, Abel.
"Found you." She grinned bewitchingly, waiting for him to take her hand. "Easy."
"I'm flattered," came out a deep voice, reaching for her hand before she guided him in the middle. "Just… how?" he asked as soon as they were in the middle, facing each other while waiting for the rest to join them.
