As Daniel and Michaela walked past the police barrier and into the crowd, they noticed that no one paid attention to them. The crowd was focused on searching for their loved ones who were lost in the blast. Candles were lit in front of pictures of the deceased as a memorial.
Many people cried as they confirmed the loss of their loved ones. Five days had passed since the blast, but the list of confirmed casualties continued to be updated.
"This is terrible," Michaela said, her heart heavy as she looked at the anguished crowd.
"I know, and it will only get worse as long as that bastard king sits on the throne," Daniel replied, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Let's go to the Veneziale estate. We need them to update us with the latest news," Daniel added as he led Michaela toward the usual spot where taxis parked.
"My Lord, didn't we already watch the news in the past 5 days?" asked Michaela.
