The next morning, Raidan stood ready to leave for the capital.
"Amelie, if you need anything at all, don't hesitate to inform me," he said warmly. His hand reached out to gently pat her head with affection. "And try not to stress yourself too much."
With those parting words, he turned and stepped out of the house.
Gabriel was already at his side, walking with him toward the waiting car.
"You really didn't have to drive me to the airport," Raidan remarked, casting a sideways glance at his son. "The drivers are meant to handle that."
"It's alright, Dad. I want to personally escort you to the airport," Gabriel asserted.
The King's personal bodyguard was already stationed by the car, and as the two approached, he stepped forward and opened the rear door with a respectful nod.
Raiden climbed in first, settling into the leather seat. Gabriel followed silently, taking the driver's seat while the bodyguard sat in the seat next to him.
