Andromeda wiped her tears away, this was not the time to cry. Her father was dead, the king was gone but she couldn’t fall apart, not now.
The guards had left, likely to spread the message. The girl who had called herself princess walked away, her posture calm, collected like she truly believed the words she had just spoken.
Andromeda followed her, she moved carefully, her footsteps light, staying far enough to avoid being noticed. Then a figure emerged.
She stopped and her breath hitched. It was him….The same man she had seen outside the hospital. His face was familiar, like a blurry memory she couldn’t quite place. Her mind raced,trying to remember where she had seen him before.
Then, the girl paused. She turned slightly, her sharp eyes scanning the air as if sensing somethi
