Lazarus held his mate in a tight grip as if he was making sure that she was fine. He was shaken to the core when he saw how his sisters planned to kill her. What was wrong with the palace and his relatives? "I am so sorry that this happened to you…" he murmured as he pressed a kiss against her temple.
He made her sit on the bed and covered her with a bedsheet. While Magnus took a deep breath in and walked to the bar to pour a large glass of whiskey, Yul traced back to the ballroom to keep an eye on Olya. Magnus couldn't go there else it would have raised suspicions.
Magnus poured a large glass of wine for himself and for Lazarus. Leaving the two of them, Emma went to the bathroom to change.
Lazarus took the wine glass from Magnus as he scratched the back of his neck. "This is getting too much," he said as he sat next to him on a bar stool. "Why are there so many people against Emma? Why can't they just go on with their lives and leave her?"
