Inside the office, Mano sat behind his desk, leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed.
"Mano...are you planning to hide?" Lyra walked to the sofa and sat down.
Mano released a sigh before leaving his seat to join her on the sofa.
"Lyra, it's just rumored..." Gathering her in his arms, Lyra lean back into Mano's arms.
"Many people are already starting to believe those rumors. Shouldn't you start to-"
"I have not received any letter asking for marriage, between the Amara clan and the royal family. And even if I did, I will not allow Kamryn to marry Prince Thallan. How can I have my daughter live the rest of her life to that sicko!" Mano, like Lyra and Mika, had heard the deprived stories about Prince Thallan.
Like when he was seven, he had his guard hacked to death because of a broken arm he received when the said guard, pushed him out of the way during an assassination attempt on his life.