I trembled. My knees weakened and I broke down the floor. Kyle rushed into me.
"Who is it? Why?" Kyle asked.
"One of my men. He said he looks like one of the men who killed my sister." She answered.
I looked at her when she said sister. So this is his aunt. Is she the one he attacked when she first switched with her mother?
"Sister? You're his aunt?" I asked.
"Yes. Your Majesty, my nephew is broken, we would like to ask your permission to give him to us so we can take care of him." She said looking at my grandfather.
I suddenly snapped and my blood boils.
"Take care of him? Do you really think I will let you take him away from me? Are you crazy? He was broken because of you! He suffered because of you! Do you even have the slightest idea what he've been through? Don't you dare take him or even try to come near him! I don't care who you are or what you're capable of doing. I won't let anyone of you hurt him again!" I screamed and walked away from them.
