At the sight of her sister, Lily rushed forward, dropping to her knees beside Sofia. "Sofia!"
Sofia's face lit up with surprise, followed by an annoyed scowl. "Lily? Why are you here?"
Lily blinked, caught off guard by the reaction. "What do you mean by 'Why am I here?'? I came to get you out of here!"
Sofia rolled her eyes dramatically, crossing her arms. "I was fine. They treated me well—better than you, Mom and Jay ever did at home. You could've left me here a little longer."
Lily's mouth fell open in disbelief. "You ungrateful brat!" she hissed, giving Sofia a sharp flick on the forehead. "I've been worried sick, running around the palace like a fool, risking everything, and you were in here… enjoying yourself?"
Sofia rubbed her forehead with an exaggerated pout. "Well, you didn't have to come!"
Lily groaned in frustration and stood, bowing low before Damian. "Thank you, Your Highness," she said in a sincere voice. "I truly appreciate your mercy."
