The riot was calmed down after the king said he would do something, but the people were far from happy. How could they be?
They had lost ten people in total. That king didn't deserve the throne, and so they all decided he would be removed after their brothers were brought home.
There was no way they would sit and watch an evil murderer rule them. Today was a sad day for the capital, and the only joy that could come was the return of their people.
While they waited for the people to be returned, the adventurer guild mounted their best adventurers, warriors, and mages around the castle.
They watched the castle like hawks, and the moment the king tried to escape, they would kill him.
The rest of the people carried out a mass burial for those who died in the riot. With their bloodshot, teary eyes, they chanted against the king.
A unison built by one goal—his removal from the throne. A chaos brought about by one person, and one person alone: Silva.
