There was a crowd standing outside the kirk and Rhiannon wondered why more people had not attended the affair to see their king at such an important event. The majority of the citizens looked happy or at least interested; some even cheered—a few, though, wore those hostile expressions as the people on the docks from the day before. A nagging feeling that something was not right started to wash over her, but she pushed it away trying to concentrate on what was expected of her in these ceremonies. As Flath and Rhiannon started walking into the kirk, Kyia, still holding Jo Jo, got out of her carriage and followed them in.
When they entered the kirk and started walking down the long, carpeted aisle to the dais, Rhiannon could hear people gasp. Nervously she glanced up at the balcony. People f
