Chaos had spread across the royal palace when Crown Prince Rihaan was nowhere to be found.
What began as confusion at first quickly turned into panic. Orders were passed down from the superiors, every door of the palace was forced open, and patrols doubled without much explanation.
Whispers lingered in the castle hallways—of treason, of theft, or perhaps worse, of murder.
Yet, none spoke openly about it. Only those who received the orders knew. All the palace guards were given only one task: find the First Prince of Danshin.
"It's all your fault," the queen sighed, lowering herself onto the couch.
The king glanced at her, halting just before his desk.
"What do you mean?" He furrowed his eyebrows as if clueless.
"He must have heard about your decision to change the crown prince," she said, her tone sharp with bitterness.
Rudra scoffed, shaking his head.
"And who would tell him?"
