The road was filled with the cheers of goblins. The roof seemed to heave and sway as it was filled with people, just to see their hero.
"Sir! Please look here." The goblin females shouted toward him, trying to get his attention.
"Sir, here!"
"Sir, look at me!"
Aiden waved his hand toward him, smiling nervously.
"Nhhh!" The goblin females shouted in unison.
"He waved toward me!'
"No, he waved toward me."
"No me!"
They started fighting among themselves.
Back in the carriage.
"Ohh..." Nyxion mused, "Heartlord is famous."
"Pervert," Vegia murmured.
"He is still ours." Luna made it clear.
Thristle giggled, "It's not just that they are looking at him. They're looking at us, too. I mean... Mostly the men. But they don't dare to say it out loud due to My King."
Aiden scratched the back of his head nervously.
He felt a sudden, horrible presence beside him.
Lysandra's vein popped on her forehead. Leona was giggling toward the crowd, looked up from her lap, toward her.
