205 205. Hymn At Saving

"Nephew! Riots! Riots have broken out! Go hid-"

Every head turned to look at the man who had just entered. He looked the opposite of Viscount Tempus. This man was fat but still had fine armour on his body. The only similarities were the blonde hair and grey eyes, the commonality among all of the Gracia family. 

"Riots?" King Gracia muttered from on top of his throne. 

"I just received the news. The people are going into a frenzy. Someone has spread rumours that the Inquisitors are here to burn the city for your crimes. The entire population is trying to run out of the city now, and a minority of them are trying to enter the castle and kill you for causing this." 

Thud!

King Harold Gracia fell to his seat. "W-What? But who would spread such rumours? I have been such a good king to them. I… they all love me… everyone said that."