A while later…
The car moved steadily along the road toward the palace.
Ethan sat in the back beside Isabella. Neither of them had spoke much, but their hands found each other at some point as they exchanged a brief glance and a nod.
Annette drove in silence, and beside her was General Iroh with his gaze fixed ahead.
The rest of the team had already been redirected. Ethan had given the instruction to regroup and wait at Stark Industries while he followed the princess.
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Not long after they reached their destination, the palace gates opened without delay.
Within minutes, they were moving through the inner corridors, guided toward the throne room.
The atmosphere inside was very much tensed.
The King was standing in front of his throne seat, already waiting. There was fury on his face, and his eyes glowed a fiery orange.
To one side of the hall stood his gathered wives. All five of them.
