Chapter 51 The Search

• The evening was alive with music and laughter, the grand hall filled with people celebrating my wedding. My wedding to Antonia. I glanced around, forcing a smile as I exchanged pleasantries with the guests. But my mind was elsewhere, consumed with thoughts of Elena.
• Then, suddenly, the music stopped. The laughter died down. A hush fell over the room as a group of guards approached me, their faces pale with fear.
• "Your highness," one of them stammered, "we need to speak with you. It's urgent."