When Liriel’s mother arrived near the border, she immediately unmounted herself from the horse. The knights from the Winston still continued pasting the papers.
“What is this all about? Shouldn’t you be coordinating with us first before doing anything?”
A representative knight from the Winston stepped forward. “We could not reach the king.”
“This country is no longer run by a king. We are now under the ruling of a president.”
The knight bowed. “How can I talk to the president?”
Liriel’s mother assessed him first for a minute and sighed. “He is in the palace, follow me.”
The knight nodded and fetched his own horse and mounted himself on. He followed Liriel’s mother going back to the palace. As the knight looked around, he could still see stains of blood on the ground. He saw burnt
