|| DIMITRI'S POV ||
The atmosphere in the royal chambers was tense as Anastasia glared at me, her eyes ablaze with anger. "Dimitri, seeking help from a witch? Do you realize the damage it could do to your reputation, to our family's standing?"
I sighed, the weight of my decisions settling heavily on my shoulders. "Anastasia, I had no choice. Raemon is out there somewhere, and I need to find him. I can't let him grow up without knowing his father."
She crossed her arms, frustration etched on her face. "But at what cost, Dimitri? You risk exposing our secrets, throwing everything our family has worked for."
I ran a hand through my hair, the conflict within me palpable. "I understand the risks, Anastasia, but my duty as a father comes first. I won't let Raemon face the world alone."
Her
