At the palace,
The people rushed towards the palace in large numbers. In the absence of Vidor, the soldiers appointed for the extra security of the palace, coordinated with the royal guards to control the crowd.
The clamor in the crowd was undoubtedly loud to the ears.
"She is a witch."
"She is cursed."
"A devil in disguise."
"A monster perhaps."
The anxiety in the crowd was drastically increasing as the dark gloomy clouds began hovering above the capital of the Anka. The roaring wind was raising dread in the eyes of the Anka.
Standing on the balcony, clenching his teeth, Arihan stood at the entrance, straining his eyes and ears while his cloak fluttered to the wind.
The four princesses hadn't reached the palace with Duke Darwin and his team. The ceremony hasn't been completed either.
The chosen crown princess will take the procession through the main streets of the capital. The people didn't have to reach the palace.
