I Have to Save Him

The Royal Palace I stood before the massive electro-engraved gate, crafted from titanium alloy and gilded with gold, towering twice my height. The embedded royal crest gleamed under the sun with imposing authority. Guards in crisp royal uniforms stood at attention beside white marble pillars, Beretta 92F pistols holstered at their hips. One of them glanced up idly, fingers brushing the edge of his gun. “I need to see Prince William,” I said, steadying my breath. “Please inform him that Aray requests an audience.” The guard on the left smirked. “Do you have any idea where you are?” He took half a step forward, his right hand drifting toward his weapon. “Get out of here now, or I’ll shoot.” Just then, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows near the side gate—Mary! I rushed toward her as if grasping my last hope. “Mary! Wait!” She turned, her eyes widening in shock. After a quick glance around, she hurried over, her voice hushed. “Aray? What are you doing here? His Highness thought y