Princess Amelia paused, feeling a little caught off-guard. She turned back to Killian, her brow slightly furrowed. "Yes, Your Majesty?" she asked, her voice steady despite her uncertainty.
Killian looked at her intently, his expression serious. "If you see another vision, the first person you tell is me."
"Of course, Your Majesty," she responded, giving a small nod before exiting the room.
Once Princess Amelia left, Killian turned his attention back to the pile of documents cluttering his desk. He focused on correcting the important papers in front of him, shifting and editing the details until everything seemed just right. Time ticked away, and after twenty minutes, a sharp knock interrupted his concentration.
"Come in," he called, barely lifting his eyes from the paperwork.
The soldier stationed outside the royal study entered, bowing slightly. "Your Majesty, your brother-in-law has requested to meet with you."
