Chapter 5 - Oops
In the Plaza of Lootwell territory.
Roughly two hundred citizens gathered in the heart of Lootwell. They were the ones who had stayed behind, those still loyal to the land they called home.
The previous Baron and Baroness had been kind to them, almost to a fault. Even in their final moments, the Baron’s only wish had been to ensure his people were fed.
So when they died, grief settled heavy over the territory.
Now, all eyes were on Lucien. They remembered him as a cheerful, clever boy, full of energy and always eager to help. But being a lord was another matter entirely.
Most didn’t know what to expect. Some feared the worst. After all, he was still just a child in their eyes.
A few had already started contemplating escape if the territory’s condition deteriorated further. Despair hovered thick in the air.
Still, they came. More out of loyalty to the late Baron than hope. They stood in the plaza waiting for whatever came next.
Then Lucien arrived.
He didn’t walk like the boy they remembered.
His steps were steady.