While Scarlett and Simon speak inside the room, there's a commotion outside.
Logan stood not far from Scarlett's room and observed almost a dozen royal guards lining the corridor. They were tall and imposing, with sharp jaws and vigilant gazes. Tense and motionless, they stood stationed before the door, keenly observing their surroundings.
anwhile, Martha had just exited her room to visit Carter's treatnt area. She was taken aback by the sight of nurous imposing n gathered in the corridor right in front of Scarlett's room.
Without a second thought, she hurried toward Scarlett's room, her concern for her daughter-in-law overriding any hesitation. However, before she could go any further, Logan abruptly stopped her.
"Madam, you can't go there," Logan warned, halting her step.
Martha raised her beautiful eyebrow, looking at Logan, "What are you doing here, Logan?" she asked, surprised to find Logan not with Scarlett. "Aren't you supposed to be with Scarlett? And who are they? Why are they clustered around her room?" she asked with concern that was clear in her tone.
Just as Logan was about to explain, Theodor ca, flashing a reassuring smile at Martha. "Auntie, don't worry. Those are royal guards. They won't harm Scarlett," he reassured her, hoping to alleviate her concerns.
Martha pulled Theodor's arm closer to hers, then whispered, "Did you say they're the Royal Guards?" When Theodor nodded, her flustered expression deepened. "Why are they here?"
"Huh, Logan didn't inform you, Auntie?" Theodor frowned, then glanced at Logan with a questioning look. 'Tsk this guy!'
Logan t Theodor's gaze, conveying an unspoken response as if saying, 'Back off! If you weren't here, I would have told her already!'
Naturally, Theodor couldn't decipher Logan's unspoken words. "Tsk, Logan, you should have told Auntie!" Theodor said, then swiftly redirected his attention to Martha. "Auntie, the king of this country is inside Scarlett's room."
"W-WHAT!?" Martha exclaid in surprise. "W-Why did the king co to see Scarlett? D-Did she offend the Royal Family? Why?" Her hands shook as she gripped Theodor's hand, seeking confirmation. "P-Please help her, Theo..." she pleads.
"No... No... my sister didn't offend the royal family," he almost choked looking at how worried Martha's expression is now. "But—" Theodor's voice stopped as his gaze caught a familiar figure erging from the elevator. His heart sank, and he gasped in surprise.
'Bloody hell!' He covered his mouth while his eyes fixed sharply on Roland Gilwynn. 'Why did Uncle Roland also co to this place? Why are they having a reunion here?'
Martha, who saw Theodor suddenly halt his sentence, followed his line of sight. She was surprised to see a handso middle-aged man with a powerful aura walking toward them, a presence that left her stunned.
However, the closer the man ca to them, the more Martha's surprise deepened as she recognized his face. There was a familiarity with soone she knew, yet she struggled to place who that person was.
She turned to Theodor, wanting to ask, but held her words as she heard Theodor address the man. "Y-Your Highness," Theodor greeted, his head respectfully lowered.
Roland casually raised his hand, indicating that there was no need for such formality.
"U-Uncle… why, why are you here?" Theodor continued as Roland halted a couple of steps away from them. "Are you here to et Sister Scarlett too?"
"Hmm," Roland Gilwynn affird, then moved past Theodor and the guards, who all appeared tense in his presence. The guards cleared a path for Roland, their heads lowered as if they were wary of eting his gaze.
Martha's mind was racing as she attempted to recall the face before her.
And second later, her brows furrowed as she rembered, 'Red hair, captivating eyes... who? Wait...' She squeezed her brows in concentration, determined to retrieve the mory.
Then, in a sudden rush, a face crossed her mind. "Oh! Oh, my God—" she gasped. Her gaze was now fixed on the man who had stopped right in front of Scarlett's door.
"T-Theodor, that man... is he Scarlett's... father?" Martha's voice was filled with doubt.
Actually, she had asked Scarlett multiple tis about her father. Still, Scarlett had always refused to tell her, insisting it wasn't the right ti to share. However, the uncanny resemblance between Scarlett and the man left no doubt in Martha's mind that he was indeed Scarlett's father.
"Yes!" Theodor's tone held a mix of resignation and confirmation. He couldn't hide the truth any longer; Scarlett's true identity was on the brink of being revealed.
Martha gasped in shock, her hand covering her mouth as the pieces of the puzzle fell into place.
"Earlier, you addressed him as His Highness... Who is he?" Martha asked once more, her voice tinged with confusion.
"He is the royal father. The father of King Simon. My uncle!" Theodor replied, revealing the truth.
Hearing Theodor's words, Martha's legs turned weak, as if they were suddenly turned into jelly. She holds to the wall beside her to steady herself, her mind struggling to process this shocking information.
'Scarlett's father was the forr king of this kingdom?' Martha's thoughts raced inwardly. 'How on earth did Rosalie et him? And why did she hide Scarlett from him?' Martha's mind now felt like it was on the brink of explosion, flooded with questions.
Martha's hands trembled, and her gaze was fixed on Theodor, her voice barely audible as she asked, "You are royalty too?" She asks in a hushed tone.
Theodor t Martha's gaze, a soft smile gracing his lips as he responded, "Didn't Scarlett and Xander tell you?"
She shook her head, "Scarlett only ntioned that you are Xander's best friend."
Theodor sighed inwardly, feeling a twinge of guilt. 'How could they not inform Auntie about this?'
"Auntie, my mother was the forr king's younger sister. So, yes, I'm also a mber of the royal family," Theodor explained with a gentle smile, giving Martha a mont to absorb the information. After excusing himself, he followed his uncle into Scarlett's wardroom, eager to witness the imminent Gilwynn family reunion.
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