Chapter 156: Arc 4, Act I, - 1: You Look Like You’ve Seen A Ghost
The onlookers clapped and cheered for her arrival. Those brown eyes surveyed all her subjects as she gave a small wave, including the ones being detained and taken away.
Reporters nudged and shoved some of the audience aside, some relying on pencil and paper to sketch her likeness, whilst a minority of them had cameras they propped up on the spot.
The Royal Guards all kept their heads down, whilst one or two soothed some of the agitated steeds.
Another pair of brown eyes surveyed—not the people, but instead the princess. The blonde’s eyes could not open any wider—her jaw hung open faintly.
’There’s no way in hell... Ther-there’s...’ Jotou took in deeper breaths, almost like her throat just got clogged; her heart rate jumped a few pulses higher.
"Jotou!" a whisper broke the blonde out of it. Jotou shifted her gaze ever so slightly to Hotaru, who stared back with her brows furrowed. "Head, down."
’Since when did I follow stupid orders like these? These’re all unnecessary; a waste of hell-damn time! Also look who’s talking Aru, why did you even look up to see me?’
Jotou let out a soft grumble before bowing her head down again, though her pupils darted up, trying to catch a better glimpse of the princess from this distance.
"Citizens of Cravolta City, we must depart and continue our journey to Tamara Palace with our honoured guests. You presence and enthusiasm is appreciated by her majesty. Royal Guard, we may leave now," the elf boy instructed.
A woman in armour with dark hair and caramel skin spun her finger in the air and the Royal Guard took no time to stand up, causing the blonde to follow immediately.
Jotou watched as the princess stepped back into the carriage, though... her majesty’s gaze fell upon Jotou one last time before the stairs popped back in and the door to the carriage shut.
The cheers of the roaring audience did not fade, but some tried to push through the crowd to follow along with the carriages on route.