I turned to Grace, my voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of urgency. "What is the situation with my mom and dad?" The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken fear.
Grace met my gaze, her expression calm but her eyes betraying a flicker of concern. "There is nothing unusual," she reassured me.
"Madam Victoria is sleeping peacefully. Master Richard is in another city. They both are safe." Her words were measured, but I could sense the tension beneath them, the unspoken understanding of what was at stake.
I exhaled slowly, the weight of responsibility pressing down on my shoulders. "I should go resolve this once and for all," I said, my voice firm.
