Around the same time, roughly 6 kilometers away from where Sophia's army stood, a single princess clicked her tongue within a large palanquin—no, a house—carried by a hundred men.
"Hey, Crow. What's taking your men so long?"
The woman, with cerulean blue hair tied into a bun and dressed in a deep blue gown adorned with a fox fur stole, was none other than Tiffany Alcott, Sophia's sister and the Second Princess of the Alcott Empire.
However, unlike her usual composed demeanor, she wore a deep frown.
The reason for her distress was clear.
The Shadows she dispatched to eliminate Sophia had not yet returned.
Given the distance, it would not have been unusual for the Shadows to have returned several minutes ago. Yet, there was still no sign of them.
"No way, did your men get caught?" she whispered, her brows furrowed. "With their abilities, that shouldn't be the case..."
The man she addressed, Crow, remained silent beside her throne.
