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    Meanwhile, Ryanna hurried to the pce, her voice firm as shemanded the surrounding guards, “All of you, leave.”


    Without hesitation, the soldiers responded, “Yes, Princess Ryanna!” They swiftly left after that.


    Once they were gone, Ryanna turned to the King. “Father, Vincent has already made his move. What should we do?”


    They had never directly opposed Vincent or Katelyn, but there was no way to predict his next steps. No one knew what he might do—or if his rage would consume everything in its path.


    The King was already weighing the possibilities. His brow furrowed as he studied his daughter. After a brief silence, he said, “Should you go and have a word with him? Try to get a sense of his intentions. At this point, we cannot afford to be his enemy.”


    From the start, he had never nned to stand against Vincent. Now, it was clear that decision had been the right one. If things had gone differently, their entire family might have been caught in the storm. Ryanna hade with the same thought in mind. She gave a small nod. “Alright.”


    Just as she was about to leave, the King spoke again. “Ryanna, control your emotions. See where he stands first. If he refuses you, do not push him. We’ll take this one step at a time.”


    He didn’t say it outright, but Ryanna understood. She had always harbored feelings for Vincent. Yetpared to the throne, those feelings were nothing worth mentioning.


    Katelyn’s presence alone had been reason enough for her to stay away. She knew better than anyone—provoking Vincent would be a dangerous mistake. If she angered him, it could jeopardize her im to the throne.


    And now, with Katelyn gone, Vincent’s erratic behavior made one thing clear—this was not the time for her to reveal any feelings. If she wasn’t careful, she might ruin everything.


    But doing nothing wasn’t an option either. She had to gauge his thoughts first. If Vincent was willing to be with her, it could be an advantage for the royal family.


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    The King watched Ryanna, approval flickering in his eyes. She could grasp things without needing them spelled out.


    Ryanna met his gaze and said, “I’ll go now. I’ll report back as soon as I have something.”


    Though he was worried, the King was also reassured. He nodded. “Go. And be careful.”


    With that, Ryanna turned and left.


    The next day, Vincent and Katelyn were in the courtyard, soaking in the rare sunlight when Samuel’s voice interrupted them from behind.


    “Mr. Adams, Princess Ryanna wishes to see you.”


    Katelyn, who had been enjoying the peaceful moment, paused slightly. She turned to Samuel. “Princess Ryanna?”


    Samuel gave a small nod. They all knew her intentions. Even so, it had to be reported—regardless of how Katelyn might react.


    Katelyn nced at Vincent with a smirk. “Your girlfriend just died, and she’s alreadying to see you?” As she spoke, she yfully hooked a finger under his chin, tilting his face toward hers. “Hotmodity,” she teased.


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