The sun climbed higher, its rays spilling directly onto the blanket and washing over their faces.
On the windowsill, the flowers in their pots greeted the sun, swaying with the gentle breeze.
A few birds perched outside the window, chattering away.
'He truly wished he could linger in this peaceful morning just a little longer.'
But…
Just as Yuri Sinclair pressed his face against Ashley Bowen's back, intending to drift back to sleep, a series of urgent knocks echoed from outside.
Elaine's anxious voice called out, "Your Highness, something terrible has happened! Early this morning, Prince Adam and His Majesty the Emperor got into a huge argument. Please, hurry over and try to talk some sense into them!"
The moment she heard Adam Sinclair and Emperor Sinclair were arguing, Ashley Bowen's eyes flew open, and she instinctively tried to sit up.
If she had been even a little less anxious, Yuri Sinclair would have considered getting up promptly and rushing over to mediate.
