The tension inside the private resort became unbearable. The celebration had turned into a silent vigil for the missing King. But suddenly, the muffled roar of the crowd outside grew so loud it vibrated through the hotel's glass walls.
"Something is happening," Alexander muttered, standing up.
Everyone rushed toward the lobby. Bright steered Xavier's wheelchair quickly, while Levis ran ahead of everyone, his heart hammering against his ribs. He didn't care about the paparazzi or the royal protocol anymore—he just needed to see Robert.
"King Robert! Sienna!"
The chants from the crowd outside were rhythmic and deafening. The Stuar family reached the lobby just as the massive gold-trimmed doors were pulled open by the security team.
Levis pushed past the guards, his eyes searching the sea of camera flashes. When he finally saw him, he forgot to breathe. He began to run toward Robert, a cry of relief dying in his throat.
