The bodyguard's smirk widened as he watched Selene tense slightly at his words.
"This is your father's order, Miss Selene. If you hinder me, you are going against him. And you know the consequences of that."
He said, his voice dripping with confidence.
Selene felt her breath hitch.
Her father's orders.
Those words alone were enough to freeze her in place, sending an icy chill down her spine. She had spent years living under his control, dreading his every command, fearing his punishments.
The old fear stirred.
For just a moment, it clawed at the edges of her mind, whispering that she should back down.
That she should obey.
That she should stop fighting.
But then—
She shook her head.
Hard.
No.
That was the old her.
She wasn't that powerless, obedient child anymore.
She wasn't a pawn for her father to move at his will.
Her gaze snapped back to the bodyguard, and she took a deep, steadying breath.
"I don't take orders from him anymore."
