Silence.
Among the crowd clapping their fingers, Vincent could only hear his heart pounding like a drum against his chest and the silence that came after that.
He knew that he had bumped into several strangers on his way, and they could have uttered complaints about what he was doing, but none of them mattered to him. The truth and confirmation that his heart desires were greater and far more important right now.
Still, there were voices in his head. He thought he had gotten used to them as he often takes medicine made by Roxanna to stop such hallucinations and thoughts, yet it was oddly loud and confusing this time.
What if he's wrong?
What if he's only making a fool of himself?
He had a name he needed to protect. He was the captain of the navy now, and he was close with the emperor.
No! When did he even care about such things?
