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    A sigh of relief escaped my lips. Finally. The thought of lingering in Dominic’s domain made my skin crawl. Without another word, I nodded, eager to make my escape.


    I gathered Alice and Evie, and the three of us returned to my residence as quickly as possible.


    The moment I stepped through the doors of my home, my stomach tightened at the sight of yton. He sat at the dining table, casually enjoying breakfast. My heart hammered in my chest, guilt seeping into every corner of my mind.


    I hesitated in the doorway, rooted in ce, torn between running away or facing him.


    He looked up at me, calm as ever, a gentle warmth in his eyes. “Makenna, have you had breakfast yet?”


    I shook my head, my guilt gnawing at me, making me feel small, like a child caught sneaking cookies from the jar.


    yton gave me a soft, knowing smile and gestured toward the servant standing nearby. “Set another ce for Makenna.”


    He then gestured for me to sit down and join him.


    His calm demeanor only deepened my guilt. I wanted to invite Alice and Evie to join us, but they had vanished, leaving me alone to navigate this awkward situation.


    Biting my lower lip, I walked over and sat beside him. The servant quickly arranged a ce for me, and I picked at the food on my te, each bite tasting like lead.


    And then, just as I was starting to feel the weight of yton’s unspoken thoughts, his voice cut through the silence.


    “Makenna, did you spend the night at Dominic’s?”


    My throat went dry. I forced a small nod, unable to find my voice. To my surprise, he didn’tsh out in anger. Instead, his face softened with genuine concern.


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    “Did he hurt you while you were there?”


    His question caught me off guard, and my heart bloomed with warmth. Tears pricked the corners of my eyes, but I blinked them away, offering a quick shake of my head. “No, he didn’t.”


    He looked relieved. He reached out, his hand brushing lightly against my hair. “That’s good to hear. Eat up. You need to take care of yourself, especially in your condition.”


    “Okay.” I nodded, feeling the weight of his care settle over me, a stark contrast to Dominic’s cold indifference.


    Just as I lifted my fork to take another bite, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the hallway. The door burst open, and a group of soldiers stormed in, their armor nking with every step.


    “Miss Dunn,” one of them barked, his tone leaving no room for dy, “His Majesty requests your presence, along with Alice and your new servant, Evie.”


    My stomach twisted in knots, dread pooling in the pit of my belly. “What’s going on?”


    yton stepped forward, shielding me with his broad frame. His brow furrowed, and his voice dropped an octave, brimming with authority. “Why does my father need to see them?”


    The soldiers snapped to attention, offering yton a salute before one of them replied, “Your Highness, His Majesty has summoned Miss Dunn and herpanions in rtion to the death of the lion at the Royal Animal Farm.”


    A chill ran down my spine. My heart pounded against my ribcage as the gravity of their words sank in. I had heard whispers about how much Leonardo adored that lion. It was his prized possession. If he knew what happened yesterday, his wrath would be inevitable.


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