Alex’s POV
I walked through the palace halls, checking room after room, but my father was nowhere to be found. It was like he had vanished from the face of the earth.
“Did you see my father?” I asked a maid who was polishing a vase.
“Yes, I think he’s in his study,” she replied.
“Oh, of course, the study. Why didn’t I think of that?” I muttered to myself, picking up my pace.
I didn’t bother to knock. I pushed the door open and barged in.
My father looked up from the stack of documents he was arranging, irritation flashing across his face. “What are you doing here? Don’t you know how to knock?”
I didn’t care. I wasn’t in the mood for his lectures. My chest burned with a single question, and I wasn’t leaving until I got an answer.
“What did the king mean when he said Lily would be st
