Chapter153: Father's Fear

|| Benson’s POV || It had been a full day since Lilac went missing. A full day of searching, of interrogating, of sleepless nights and endless worry. The ceremony for Ezra was in two days, and the invitations had already been sent. The kingdom was buzzing with anticipation, but my mind was far from the celebration. My daughter was gone, taken from under my nose, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t just a coincidence. The rogue Albert and I had captured hadn’t said much. He was either clueless or a ticking time bomb, trained for this mission and prepared to die without revealing anything. His life had no value—he was a pawn, a tool in someone else’s game. And that thought made my blood boil. I drove to the Reventhorn Castle, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. The castle loomed ahead, its grandeur a stark contrast to the storm raging inside me. I didn’t wait for formalities. I strode through the corridors, my footsteps echoing like thu