"Come on, we need to go now," Niklaus helped his wife Reina to her feet. No one had premeditated an attack by eleven in the night. Befitting her condition, Reina had gone to bed only to be awoken less than an hour later.
"Oh my God, the kids," Reina realized, a look of terror on her face. A pang of guilt hit her at once, she should have believed her kids.
"The kids are safe," at the moment, Niklaus didn't dare to say that out loud. It was enough that his wife was pregnant and undergoing the stress of a potential coup, not to talk of the thought of her kids in danger. It wasn't good for her condition.
"Get to the kids, they should be with Isabella," Niklaus had an inkling they would be there, "Get them to the chapel, the others will be there as well - Judy says it's safe," he said to her 6just as he opened the door.
