ALEXANDER
Emmaline’s disappearance hit like a slap to the face.
The realization kept circling through my mind like a curse as I stood in the middle of her empty room, staring at the still-made bed, the window slightly ajar, her scent already beginning to fade from the air.
At first, I couldn’t believe it.
She’s smart. Stubborn. Reckless, sure—but she wouldn’t leave on her own. Not without a reason. Not without a plan. And definitely not without leaving something behind.
But there was nothing.
No note. No scent trail. No sign of a struggle.
She’d just… vanished.
And as much as it didn’t make any damn sense, somehow it did. That’s what made it worse. Deep down, I’ve always known something like this would happen. That it was only a matter of time.
You don’t run a kingdom like mine an
