Every entry to the palace was locked. The servants, nobles, and royals alike were on their knees with their heads facing the floor.
The queen's crown was announced to have fallen as per the law, everyone in the palace had to kneel where they were and not rise until they were ordered to.
At the door of Prince Angelus's chamber, Prince Ambrose, Thalassa, Jesper, and Aila were kneeling down, sweat breaking from their bodies as they couldn't handle the pressure of kneeling for so long.
"Until when are we to kneel? My legs are killing me!" Prince Ambrose cried out, his kneels burning up.
"You aren't the only one kneeling, Ambrose. Stop complaining and wait, you might get us in trouble," Thalassa scolded him.
"My knees are killing me, Thala, this isn't the right time to be scolding me. You should be comforting me instead. You know, my royal body isn't used to kneeling like...in fact, I don't kneel," he complained nonstop.
