A crowd.
Of forty thousand.
Mostly human.
With some demies and other races mixed in.
They all had their eyes on me-
Or rather the platform before them.
A pretty big platform- visible from all corners of the plaza.
I wasn't alone on the platform.
There were quite a few others.
Hundreds of nobles- and soldiers.
But-
Just in front of those nobles- at the forefront of the plaza-
The queen-
The second prince-
And the Duchess-
All on their knees-
"Did you find him?" I asked.
"Yes- we've secured him-" Namiye said-
While Mitjahl warped back a minute later with a tied-up man-
The first prince-
He was glaring- and spat on me-
But of course, the spit never reached me- but got blown at his face by Nalia.
"Argh-!" He also received a very nasty cut on his face-
Red streaks- "Damn you!" He shouted- struggled but-
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