~Jasmine~ I took Lucien’s hand as he led me forward. Kalean and Caspian were a few steps ahead. The group of four men and three ladies stood paces away from the entrance, now flanked by servants in uniforms. One of the men stepped forward dressed in black cargo pants and a black shirt, just like the princes bodyguards, he gestured forward, his formal posture forcing a sudden weight into my chest. “Welcome back, Your Highnesses.” “Thank you, Charles,” Kalean replied. “Father, Mother, Uncle Aric,” Kalean greeted, bowing to each of them, Caspian and Lucien bowed too. I looked hard, straining my head to see who among the men he was referring to as father, the sheer authority radiating from the steps. He was tall, almost the same height as Kalean, muscular with grey and dark hair and a stubble growth, he looks like the older version of the triplets but with eyes as dark as Kalean’s, cold, unreadable, and pinning me to the spot. Uncle Aris was shorter, around 5'9" in h
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