Chapter 27
Ancient text Anthony holds Ariana tightly in his arms. He was glad that they were alright. Sheila moves aside with Fredrick. Alex stared at Freya. He was so worried about her but now the anxiety he felt was replaced with anger. Without saying a word, he dragged Freya outside. “Alex, what are you doing?” Freya complained and tried to wriggle her wrist from Alex's grip. Anthony pulled out his car key and tossed it to Fredrick. “I suppose you know the way back to the palace? You can take Sheila with you and inform the King that they were alright.” Anthony said. Fredrick nodded and turned to Sheila but his eyes landed on the figure lying on the sofa. He could see some bruises and cuts on her face. “Who is she?” He asked and Anthony looked to where Fredrick's eyes were staring. A woman in her
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