Chapter 19: The Trial 1
The hallway to the Trial arena was packed with all kinds of people—nobles pushing to get better spots, guards keeping everyone in line, and servants rushing around with last-minute prep.
You could feel the excitement in the air, like everyone was holding their breath for what was about to happen.
Arthur and Elliot walked through the crowd, and people actually moved out of their way.
Unlike before when Arthur would go pretty much unnoticed at tournaments, today people stopped talking mid-sentence to stare at him. Some looked curious, others seemed suddenly respectful.
"Something's different," Elliot said quietly, noticing how people were reacting. "They're looking at you in a new way."
"Good," Arthur said. "Let them wonder about it."
The hallway opened into a big waiting area where different groups had gathered before entering the main arena.
Arthur could easily spot who was who—Ironwood supporters wearing red armbands were hanging out near the east entrance, talking loudly and confidently about how Gareth was definitely going to win; Blackrose agents with small black rose pins on their collars were strategically placed around the room, watching everything carefully; and regular people who got lucky with lottery tickets or knew someone important were just excited to see the show, no matter who won.
Near the servants' entrance, Arthur saw Lily with a group of palace maids. While her friends were chatting excitedly, she just stood there quietly, hands clasped in front of her, scanning the crowd. When she spotted Arthur, she immediately perked up, blushing.
Arthur gave her a small nod—a quiet acknowledgment of their special connection—and she automatically touched her heart in response.
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