Meanwhile, on the other end of the city; the procession that was carrying the royal family from Wahagen had just entered the city.
"The city feels like it did a year ago, when his majesty went to war." Kira muttered aloud as she peered through the window, her hand resting inconspicuously on her thighs, right where she kept her concealed weapons.
"Indeed." Esmerelda absent mindedly replied, her eyes vacantly gazing outside, as droves of troops and horses passed by, their armor donned and their weapons held high in salute. She didn't even notice when she unconsciously tightened her grip on the comb she was using to groom Alisar's hair, causing her to yelp out in surprise.
"I'm so sorry sweetheart. Did I pull too hard?" She quickly said, soothing her daughter's pain with a few gentle rubs.
