Princess for brother

Chapter 13

The atmosphere in the Kembel family's old British palace Кембелwas becoming increasingly tense. Shadows of doubt and fear were cast over every corner of the majestic building. The inhabitants of the palace felt that the air was saturated with the expectation of something inevitable that was about to happen. The servants whispered to each other, Margaret and Thomas tried to maintain a semblance of calm, and Clara increasingly retreated to her room, lost in heavy thoughts.

Ashley and Travis, despite their attempts to mend fences, were still struggling with old grudges. Their conversations, though less poignant, sometimes resembled brittle ice, ready to crack under the slightest pressure. George, on the other hand, continued his insidious games, skillfully manipulating others and waiting for the right moment for the decisive blow.

In the corridors of the palace, whispers and muffled conversations could be heard every now and then. Rumors of a conflict between Travis, Ashley, and George were spreading at an alarming rate, and everyone in the palace had their own opinion about who was right and who was wrong. But no one knew the whole truth, no one could predict how events would unfold in the near future.

Meanwhile, Robert continued his secret surveillance of George. He collected evidence, recorded every suspicious action, every strange detail. His diary was filled with notes that might shed light on George's dark deeds, but so far they were just fragments of a jigsaw puzzle that didn't fit together.

More and more often, Ashley caught George's eyes on her — eyes that were filled with urgency and barely concealed desire. She felt trapped, not knowing how to resist his influence. Internal monologues became her only refuge, where she could express her thoughts and feelings without fear or embarrassment.

"Why is George following me so hard? Ashley mused, looking out the window of her room. — What does he really want?" Power? Money? Or is it just me?"

Travis was also restless. He knew that George was a serious threat to Ashley, and he was looking for ways to protect his sister. His negotiations with Margaret and Thomas were not yielding any tangible results, but he did not give up. He was filled with determination, mixed with worry and fear for Ashley's future.

Margaret and Thomas, in turn, tried to keep the palace calm and tidy. They saw how the tension was growing every day, but they didn't know how to influence the situation. Their attempts to smooth over the conflict between Travis and Ashley often proved futile, and George's behavior caused them to become increasingly apprehensive.

Clara was sinking deeper and deeper into her doubts and fears. The letter that she had found by chance haunted her. She knew she should share her findings with someone close to her, but fear of George's reaction kept her from doing so. Her love for him warred with her mind, which screamed that he was dangerous.

George, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to the growing tension. He continued his manipulations, skillfully playing on the feelings of others. His demeanor became more and more defiant, and his looks more and more daring. It was as if he was enjoying the atmosphere of uncertainty and fear that prevailed in the palace.

As the days passed, the tension in the Kembel household reached its climax. Everyone felt that the end of the conflict was inevitable, but no one knew how it would turn out. Ashley and Travis were at a crossroads, Robert was gathering evidence, Clara was in doubt, and George was waiting in the wings.

The palace seemed to be frozen in anticipation of something terrible and inevitable. The shadows of the past, old grievances, and dark plans were all tangled together in a tangle that seemed to have no way out. And no one could tell who would emerge victorious from this dangerous game and who would become its victims.

But time passed inexorably, and soon something was going to happen that would change the fate of the Kembel familyforever. No one knew what kind of trials fate had in store for them, but everyone knew that hard times were ahead of them.

The growing tension was felt in every corner of the palace. The air was heavy and stifling, as if before a thunderstorm. The inhabitants of the house lived in constant expectation of something terrible that was about to happen. And only time could tell who would be stronger-good or evil, love or guile, family or personal ambition.

In the meantime, the palace remained a battlefield where secret desires, dark intentions, and sincere feelings collided. And each day brought the inhabitants of the house closer to the very denouement that everyone was waiting for and afraid of at the same time.

There was a hint of anticipation in the air at Kembel Palace as Travis's birthday approached. Although the tension in the house was still palpable, the news of the upcoming party eased the situation a little. Servants bustled about decorating the halls, cooks worked out menus, and Margaret and Thomas tried to create a festive atmosphere. But behind the calm exterior, there were worries and misgivings.

Ashley watched the preparations with mixed emotions. On the one hand, she wanted to take her mind off her dark thoughts and enjoy a rare moment of joy. On the other hand, she couldn't forget the danger that was looming, and the fact that George was sure to use the party for his own devious purposes. Her inner monologues were becoming increasingly unsettling as she replayed possible scenarios over and over in her head, trying to predict what George was up to.

Travis tried to keep his face calm, but there was an undercurrent of wariness in his eyes. He knew that the party could be a turning point in his conflict with George, and he was prepared for any eventuality. His discussions with Margaret and Thomas were not only about organizational matters, but also about security measures. Travis wanted to protect his sister and prevent George from hurting her.

George, on the other hand, saw preparing for the party as an opportunity to demonstrate his influence and try to get close to Ashley again. He smiled and gave instructions to the servants, but deep down, he had sinister plans. His gaze kept coming to rest on Ashley, and there was an undisguised hunger for possession in those glances.

Clara watched with a heavy heart. She was becoming increasingly convinced that George was dangerous, but her feelings for him continued unabated. She was torn between love and reason, between wanting to be close to him and fearing for her life and the lives of her loved ones. Her days turned into a series of agonizing thoughts and futile attempts to unravel George's true intentions.

Robert continued his secret observations. He had already gathered a lot of evidence pointing to George's suspicious activities, but he didn't yet know how to use this information. He knew that a direct confrontation with George could be dangerous, and he was looking for a way to expose him without putting the people of the palace at risk.

Margaret and Thomas tried to maintain a semblance of calm, but their eyes were also filled with concern. They saw the tension building between Travis, Ashley, and George, and feared that the party would be a catalyst for a major conflict. Nevertheless, they believed that the holiday would help defuse the situation and bring family members closer together.

The days leading up to the party were slow as rubber. Ashley and Travis tried to spend more time together, strengthening their relationship and developing a plan of action in case George tried to do something. They discussed possible threats, shared their concerns, and supported each other.

Meanwhile, George was taking every opportunity to approach Ashley. He found excuses for short conversations, gave her meaningful glances, and even tried to make jokes to lighten the mood. But Ashley remained wary and did not allow herself to relax in his presence.

With each passing day, the atmosphere in the palace became more ambiguous. On the one hand, the joyful preparations for the party, on the other-an underlying sense of threat that did not leave the inhabitants of the house. The palace seemed to be waiting for something inevitable, and everyone knew that an event was about to happen that would change their lives forever.

The servants whispered to each other, wondering how the confrontation between Travis and George would end. Liliana tried to support Ashley, but she could feel the tension in the air, too. Clara retreated more and more often to her room, brooding, while Robert continued his secret observations, gathering more and more evidence against George.

Finally, the day of the party arrived. The palace shone with lights, the halls were decorated with flowers and ribbons, and the air was filled with the aroma of delicious dishes. The occupants of the house were preparing for the feast, but there was a hint of unease in their eyes. No one knew what lay ahead, but everyone knew that this day could be a turning point in the fate of the Kembel family.

Ashley and Travis exchanged a brief, determined look. They were prepared for whatever challenges fate had in store for them, and they were determined to protect each other and their home from George's treachery. But for now, they could only wait, hope, and watch his every move, wondering what game he was playing this time.

George stood in the shadows, watching the commotion and anticipating the outcome. There was a sinister light in his eyes, and no one could tell what would come into his mind in the next moment. The party promised to be unforgettable, but no one knew in what sense — for good or for bad.