Once at the airport, Justin waited for his luggage with the other bodyguards. He looked around, searching for Etham among the crowds of people. But then, he realized Etham was gone."Has anyone seen Etham?" Justin asked one of his bodyguards."No, sir," the bodyguard replied, his voice worried. "I don't see him anywhere."Justin felt a surge of anxiety. He couldn't let Etham disappear in this situation. Walking quickly through the crowd, Justin scanned everywhere. Then, in the distance, he saw a familiar figure—Etham. He was standing in a hidden corner, secretly talking to someone on the phone.Justin carefully moved closer, trying not to be seen. He wanted to hear Etham's conversation before appearing.When he was only a few feet away from Etham, he approached quickly and suddenly placed his hand on Etham's shoulder, startling him.Etham turned around, his face filled with shock and panic. "Sir Justin... I...," he stammered.Etham's face turned pale, and he stuttered as he quickly tu

Justin walked aimlessly for a while, lost in thought, until he found himself in the city's cemetery. The air was cool and fresh, carrying the smell of wet grass and freshly tilled soil. The cemetery is large and quiet, illuminated by the soft moonlight filtering through the trees. Rows of tombstones stretch in all directions, their shadows creating a peaceful and somber scene.The cemetery is peaceful, no distractions, no noise, so beautiful that it's haunting. Tall oak trees surround the grounds, their leaves rustling gently in the wind. Marble angels and stone crosses stand as silent watchmen among the tombs. The atmosphere is thick with the weight of countless stories, each grave a testament to lives once loved, promised, lost and filled with memories.Justin stood still for a moment, observing the scene. He felt a profound sense of peace wash over him, in stark contrast to the chaos tormenting his mind. The outside world seems distant and irrelevant here. All that matters are the

Justin stood quietly, he felt the pain from the girl. She kept sobbing, tears rolling down her cheeks. Her voice trembled, occasionally hiccuping"Mom, I miss you so much," she choked. "I know you are always watching me from afar. Mom, I promise to live happily as you wish. No matter how difficult it is, I will overcome it, for you."The girl sat down next to the grave, gently caressing each inscription on the tombstone. "Aunt Monica, Uncle Caesar, and Uncle Leona take good care of me," she continued, her voice reassuring as if she were talking to her mother. "They are always by my side, helping me with everything. But I still feel like something is missing, mom."“Mom, please bless me in heaven so I can find my dad!”The girl stood up, wiped her tears and bowed her head to say goodbye to her mother. "I have to go, Mom," she said, her voice choking. "Sleep well, mother. I will return to Mozzafiato, and I hope you will bless me."Justin's heart was heavy when he heard the girl's farewe

Justin sighed, his voice lowering a bit. "I understand, Etham. But you must remember that I am the one you serve, not the King." He felt a bit of regret for letting his anger out like that, but the control from the royal palace was increasingly making him feel suffocated, making him want to break free."Etham, go back to your room and rest," Justin said, his voice softening. "I will explain to the King later. You have done your job well, but this is my decision."Etham, still kneeling at Justin's feet, trembled all over. He bowed deeper, then stood up and left. Justin sat down in his chair, feeling a sense of emptiness and fatigue engulfing him. He leaned back into the armchair in the room, feeling its softness and comfort. In the quiet space, only the gentle hum of the air conditioner was heard as Justin began to close his eyes, hoping to find some peace in sleep.But his sleep was not peaceful. He was tormented by chaotic dreams, voices echoing in his head. He heard someone calling

When Etham left the room, Justin waited a moment to make sure he was gone. He sat up, looked around the room to ensure no one was watching, and gripped the vial of medicine in his hand. Justin walked over to the door and cautiously peered through the peephole.Through the peephole, he saw the guards still patrolling outside, vigilantly keeping watch. Clearly, his every move was being monitored. He looked at the vial of medicine in his hand again, trying to recall all the times he had taken it before. Could Etham have tampered with the medicine or was there something unusual about this pill?Justin decided to examine the medicine carefully. He took a small bowl from the table and poured out the pill. Inspecting it closely, he didn't see anything unusual, but the feeling of suspicion did not dissipate. Justin carefully split the pill, using a bit of water to see if there was any chemical reaction. Still, nothing happened.Suddenly, Justin remembered that he had a friend who worked in th