Blaine Harbor was shrouded in a thin mist as the small sailing ship finally docked. The Blaine royal flag fluttered on the guard tower. Several troops immediately surrounded the dock as soon as the ship docked. Their eyes were suspicious, hands gripping the hilts of their swords as Cecilia and the others showed their faces from the deck of the ship.
One of the senior guards stepped forward, his eyes sharp as he scanned the faces of the passengers on the ship one by one. However, when he saw Cecilia, his face looked surprised and then changed to doubt.
"Princess... Cecilia?" he asked. "And... King Arkadion?! How could you—no. Isn't Princess Cecilia dead?"
Whispers immediately spread among the troops when one of them recognized Cecilia and King Arkadion. Their gazes shifted between Cecilia and King Arkadion, who stood weakly beside her, then Fiona, who remained alert beside them.
Cecilia raised her hand, her voice calm even though her eyes held fatigue.
