Of course, it was like the plot of some melodramatic novel, deliberately stretching out the tension with misunderstandings for a thousand chapters that could easily be resolved in a single conversation. But no, fate had other plans – a dramatic interruption was always just around the corner.
Just as Rowan opened his mouth to explain about "side effect," a voice boomed across the garden:
"Darling!!!"
Carlton watched as Alaric came barreling towards him, flanked by several worried royal guards. The Emperor's face was etched with concern as he reached Carlton and enveloped him in a tight embrace.
"Darling! I heard you scream earlier! Are you alright? Our children aren't hurt, are they? What are you all doing here? Did something happen?" Alaric bombarded him with questions, his voice laced with anxiety. "Are you unhappy right now? Are you... ?" His worry seemed to escalate into full-blown panic at every passing second.
