"The Imperial Army?"
Phestus' curiosity wasn't his alone.
Standing at her feet to get a better look at the incoming cavalry of Armoured Knights and carriages was Ciara. Her gaze was laced with caution.
But a subtle nudge from her mother's hand melted it in a second.
At that moment, she glanced down at Kira who remained motionless. Just like the Jun sisters who literally froze with their gazes still fixed on her.
Ciara frowned, her thoughts reeling in.
'She called the Imperial Army?'
A conclusion she derived from the shift around her Mother.
To some, it may have just seemed like a Mother holding her child carefully, but the timing…the tension, it was evident to Ciara that it was a carefully placed message.
One meant for her, alone.
But that didn't mean it didn't pull suspicious gazes.
Thalia, though distraught, had seen that motion, and her entire being bet on the suspiciousness of it.
