The city of Valenridge had not calmed down since the press conference.
If anything, the country looked even louder now. Everywhere Clara turned, she saw campaign posters rising across buildings overnight.
Young people painted Sebastian Ravenscroft's name across walls, buses and street banners like the election had already ended before voting even began.
Restaurants played clips from the conference repeatedly on mounted televisions.
University students argued passionately about politics in crowded cafés.
Women online continued reposting Vivian standing beside Clara with captions calling her "the people's First Lady already."
And somehow—the support only kept growing. That terrified the opposition badly.
Inside Ravenscroft Campaign Headquarters the atmosphere remained intense from morning till evening. Phones rang constantly. Media requests flooded endlessly.
