Casaio slowly lowered the phone after the call ended. Gabriel’s voice still echoed in his mind — the pain behind it couldn’t be ignored. ’He’s hurting... and I can feel it too,’ Casaio thought grimly.
"Why did Mom do it... and how did she even find out who Riley was?" he muttered to himself, a frown settling on his face.
But there was no time to dwell on those questions now. Confronting his mother would have to wait. First, he had more urgent matters to deal with — Zilia and Idris had to be brought back, and Estelle had been admitted to the hospital. Too much had unraveled in too little time, and it all demanded his attention.
A soft knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.
"Your Highness, dinner has been served," a servant informed politely from the entrance of his private quarters.
"I won’t be joining," Casaio responded curtly, slipping into a long coat. Without another word, he grabbed his car keys from the table and strode out.
As he drove through the dimly lit streets toward the hospital, his thoughts remained tangled in everything that had gone wrong. The vibration of his phone snapped him back to the present.
He found the screen lit up with the name of the warrior chief stationed in Wancia.
"Yes, Sanric? Did you reach Silver Inn?" Casaio asked, eyes fixed on the road as his grip tightened slightly on the steering wheel.
"We’re inside the inn, Your Highness. And, we’ve found Miss Zilia and her brother," Sanric confirmed over the line.
Casaio exhaled a long breath, the weight on his chest easing just a little. "Put Zilia on the phone," he instructed.
Without delay, Sanric handed the device over. "Prince Casaio wishes to speak with you," he said gently.
Zilia took the phone hesitantly, lifting it to her ear in silence. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
Sensing her presence on the line, Casaio spoke, his tone firm but laced with restrained emotion. "You and Idris will return by chopper. I’ll come to your apartment to see you myself. And Zilia... don’t ever try something like this again. It only pushes me closer to the edge."
Zilia remained silent, then quietly returned the phone to Sanric without a word.
"Your Highness," Sanric’s voice came through again, "the chopper has already been arranged. I’ll notify you once they’ve landed safely in the capital."
"Alright. Thank you," Casaio said, before ending the call.
He pressed the foot on accelerator and increased the car’s speed. Arriving at the hospital, he let the car be parked at the front entrance. As he stepped out, the guards came rushed there, bowing to him.
He tossed the car keys to one of them. "Take care of it," he said curtly, already striding toward the entrance.
Inside, he made his way through the corridors until he reached the ward where Estelle had been admitted. Two guards stood stationed outside the door.
"Is the doctor inside?" Casaio asked as he neared.
"No, Your Highness," replied one of them.
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