Atila and Dean Anrankin looked at each other in worry and didn't know how to approach the queen. Neither was actually equipped in dealing with a crying queen and how to comfort Emma.
But even as the tears flowed down on Emma's cheeks, she was already brushing them away and forcing a smile. What would people think if she let herself be overwhelmed right now?
"I apologize for the outburst, Dean Anrankin, Atila… I may be just becoming a bit too emotional," Emma said.
"Your Majesty, it is alright." Atila approached her and patted her arm. "The situation is supposed to be a joyous occasion but it has suddenly turned negative due to whoever is trying to ruin your reputation."
"Those rumors, please do not let them get to you, Your Majesty." Dean Anrankin nodded. "I will do my best to do damage control here in the Academy and I am sure that His Majesty will do the same."