"Stay there, smile pretty, and let it be seen that you support everything the Master says," Aria cut her off, arranging her as if she were just another ornament. "That's all."
Emilia opened her mouth to protest but before she could say anything, the sound of the antechamber doors opening echoed through the entire hall.
And the nobles began filing in.
There were around thirty elves.
All of them wore elegant clothing that made it clear they belonged to the kingdom's upper class, and every single one of them, without exception, wore the same expression.
Indignation.
They hadn't even taken ten steps into the hall when they began to protest, all at the same time.
"We demand an explanation for what happened yesterday!"
"Is everything said in that speech true?!"
"We will not allow a human to sit on that throne!"
"We want proof of this supposed coup!"
"Where are the council members?!"
"Your Majesty, explain yourself!"
The voices overlapped each other with no order whatsoever.
