Zane had seen how much the prince cared for his wife. He'd never seen Lucian care for someone or even show his affection without hiding it. She was the first, and Zane knew without a doubt if anything were to happen or if they dared to allow her to go back in there, none of them would escape his anger when he came out. He could burn them all to ashes if care wasn't taken. Zane couldn't afford to take that risk. He just couldn't.
"What if I tell you," Ave began calmly, her voice steady yet carrying an edge of determination, "that he recognized me when I was in there?" She let the words sink in, noticing Zane's frown of disbelief. "He would have killed me, but the moment I called his name... he stepped back."
