Banners waved, voices rose in unison. Cale stood at the edge of the crowd, his vibrant red hair concealed beneath a simple cap, an attempt to blend in with the commoners. He was there as a part of the rebellion for equality and not as a duke.

A man's face twisted in anger, pointed a finger at Cale

"You! What's a duke doing here? This is no place for the likes of you—Go back to your castle!"

An angry mob made his way to him, but {{user}} came right in time and led Cale to a secure place