Adeline followed Gideon through the winding corridors, her pulse racing with every step.
Before they could reach his private chambers, a valet intercepted them, bowing low.
"Your Highness, the Alpha King has requested Miss Valois's presence immediately. His Majesty wishes to speak with her in private," Deylon informed them, keeping a polite tone.
Gideon's jaw tightened. He knew better than to openly defy a direct summons from his father in the heart of the palace. "I will accompany her, Deylon," he countered, his voice leaving no room for argument.
"Of course, Your Highness," the valet replied, turning to lead them toward the Northern Wing.
As they entered the most opulent sector of the palace, where the King and Queen resided, Adeline's anxiety spiked.
'What could he want now? I've no idea what kind of mess I've landed myself in.'
