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Rachel turned to the King immediately.
“She’s emotional,” she said. “This is a misunderstanding. Emily has always struggled with boundaries and recognition—”
Prince Alexander interrupted her.
“I remember her face,” he said.
The room went silent again.
Rachel froze.
Alexander continued.
“The night I was taken, she didn’t hesitate. She cleared an entire corridor alone.”
His voice tightened slightly.
“And she called me by name before I ever met her officially. She kept me conscious. She got me out.”
He stepped closer.
“You told the press it was a coordinated diplomatic escort team.”
A pause.
Then:
“It wasn’t.”
Rachel’s breath shifted.
For the first time, she looked unsure.
Not guilty.
Not yet.
But unstable.
