“…So I forgot everyone’s names…”
As her words fell, Fia felt like someone awaiting judgment, nerves twisting tight in her chest.
“Prince Shain didn’t lie?”
“Who did this!”
“I-Is Dofi really okay?”
Voices overlapped almost at once. People reacted in different ways, but all those reactions could be divided into two main types: indignation at the Holy Milcandis Theocracy, and concern over whether Fia had any lingering aftereffects. The former came mostly from queen consorts who had some strength of their own, and the latter from those whose strength was not quite so impressive.
Because one of her hands...
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