Chapitre 1190: His Aura

The air was filled with anticipation, and a charged silence fell over the crowd, broken only by scattered murmurs and the rustling of garments as everyone leaned forward, eyes trained on the arena's entrance.

Then, with a thunderous blare, a trumpet resounded across the grounds, its powerful echo cutting through the quiet like a blade, and signaling the arrival of the royal family. Cheers erupted from every corner, the crowd's excitement spilling into a near frenzy as the procession made its way forward.