60 It's Time to Leave

An explosion of pink and red flower petals were thrown at the Young Queen and the villagers began singing and dancing loudly.

"Your majesty," a fleet of Treppan soldiers appeared at Freya's sides shielding her from the crowd.

The huge men pushed her back and surrounded her in a protective circle.

"Don't worry," she assured the uniformed men, "They are my people!"

Freya went to greet the crowd and the villagers extended their hands to her.

"Princess! Princess!!" they called out eagerly.

"You will greet the Queen of Treppa accordingly!" A soldier spoke up and pushed a peasant woman back with his bronze shield.

"Ahh!" the woman cried out when the soldier stepped on her foot with his large boot.

"It's all right," Freya reassured the soldiers.

"Your highness, the King gave strict orders for us to stay at your side."

Freya couldn't exactly have a disagreement infront of the crowd so she forced a smile and waved to the people while the soldiers controlled the crowd.