Immediately, George went back to normal, his fist loosened, his breathing fast, as he tried to pull himself slowly from the floor but failed miserably.
He reached his hand for her and she held it gently in a reassuring manner.
"It's okay," she wiped her tears away. "You are okay."
"Da-dadd-y..." Mira said, sniffling, and despite his pain, George managed to offer her a smile.
They would have stayed in their family moment forever but the hands that pulled George and Mira away, smashed the moment, letting it shatter away like pieces of broken glass.
She looked up to beg once again but the King was no longer there.
When had he left? She hadn't even noticed.
In no time, they were dragging George and Mira out of the throne room.
There were strong hands on her too. Dragging her away, trying to separate the family.
Mira reached out to her in tears but before she could hold her daughter, the guards were gone with her.
They had taken George away too.
And she?
