Just as Li Lin had predicted, pamphlets criticizing Roland and Minerva's engagement rapidly spread like a spark thrown into a powder keg, successfully stirring up a storm.
Initially, the pamphlets were only circulated among the public. The unruly citizens of Lutèce slyly passed around the small, yellow volumes. Observing the royal family, the Red-clothed Archbishop, the V.E Consortium, their expected fears of hearing a fully-armed soldier burst into their apartments, yelling "Checking water meter!" or "Delivery!" and then the thunderous sound of doors being kicked open, the screams and shouts of males and females, young and old as men with broken bones were hauled out, women and children wailing as they were dragged away by their hair, never came. This bolstered everyone's courage.
