Lu Family Mansion, 04:30;
The Six men stepped out of their cars, the faintest frown etching across their brows. With quiet precision, they moved around their vehicles, each opening the door for their lady with composed finesse, their chivalry so deeply ingrained it was second nature.
The sight of Special Forces soldiers stationed outside the estate was all the confirmation they needed—she was home. Their Princess.
It was unexpected, considering they hadn't anticipated her seeking refuge anywhere near them. She knew them too well. Knew they would do everything in their power to pull her back from the edge of her self-destruction.
Yet, what struck them even more was the brilliance of the house before them.
Every window blazed with warm, golden light, casting an almost ethereal glow across the place. The air thrummed with an unfamiliar sense of celebration, an illusion of joy so starkly at odds with the night's events—so starkly at odds with what she was enduring.
