?Chapter 576:


    Just then, something came to mind, and I turned to Evie with a thought. “Evie, make sure to set aside an extra portion, okay?”


    Makenna’s POV:


    “Okay,” Evie simply said, and then walked into the kitchen.


    Alice, however, looked puzzled. “Why did you ask her to make an extra portion of food? Are you hungry? You don’t seem to have been eating well these past few days,” she said teasingly as she reached out and touched my stomach.


    I sighed heavily.


    The smile on Alice’s face faded slightly at this, and she asked, “Did something happen?”


    “I’m going to bring food for Prince yton. He’s been imprisoned by His Majesty, and I’m worried about him,” I said softly.


    Alice didn’t ask any more questions. Instead, she said, “Let me know if you need anything, Makenna.” I nodded, pleased that she cared about me.


    We ate dinner, then I took the meal Evie had prepared and headed to the prison to see yton.


    The night breeze calmly blew as I walked under the moonlight, my heart pounding with trepidation. Soon, I was at the prison gate. It was tightly shut and guarded by a stern-faced guard.


    “Officer, I’m here to see Prince yton…” I began. However, before I could finish, the guard interrupted me, saying, “You’re not allowed in here without authorization. Get out of here!”


    I tried to plead, but the guard adamantly refused to let me in.


    It was then that I remembered that Amon was in charge of this prison.


    I got in contact with him, and with his help, I gained entrance to yton’s cell.


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    When the cell door opened, I saw yton sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed.


    His face was weary, and his hair disheveled. A stubble had grown on his chin. His handsome face now seemed thinner.


    My heart broke at the sight of him like that.


    “yton…” I choked out, trying to keep myself from crying.


    yton immediately opened his eyes at the sound of my voice.


    His eyes lit up with joy at the sight of me, and he rushed to me, holding me in a tight embrace.


    “Are you okay, Makenna?” he asked.


    I nodded. I wanted to say something, but my throat felt constricted as I struggled to keep back tears.


    yton’s arms tightened around me. His voice hoarse, he said, “I was so scared something bad had happened to you. I’m really happy you’re okay.”


    Sobbing, I said, “I’m fine, Your Highness.”


    “Then that’s all that matters,” yton said as he gently stroked my hair. “Why are you crying, you silly goose?” he asked teasingly.


    “It’s my fault you’re in prison,” I said, regret evident in my voice.


    yton gently released me from his embrace and stared deeply into my eyes before saying, “This isn’t your fault. It’s mine.”


    “But…” I started.


    yton kissed me on the forehead, interrupting me.


    “It was my mistake that put you in danger, Makenna. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if anything had happened to you,” he said.


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