She didn't even hesitate

AMBROSE'S POV:

As soon as I heard the alarm I ran for her.

Odette.

My little princess.

A ran. Ran as fast as I could to our room. And she wasn't there.

Of course she wasn't there, should I except any different?

A smile crept up my lips, my defiant little fox.

Outside I run into Emalea.

"Where is she Emalea?" I yelled grabbing the girl by her shoulders shaking her.

"She's… she's… she's on the front line, your majesty." Emalea confessed trembling in my grip. Flinching with each shake.

I toss her to the side, I don't have time for this. "I'll deal with you later."

I turned and ran towards all the commotion.

Let me out Ambrose, I will find our girl. I will protect her. She is ours to protect, we can't afford to let anything happen to her. Let me out Ambrose.

Fine. Find her. Now.

About fucking time.