When Edward heard that Ernest was missing from the group, his face darkened at once.
He stood up from his seat.
"Send my decree. Prince Ernest's residence is to be watched night and day. No one is allowed in or out," he ordered the eunuch.
The eunuch bowed and hurried away.
Edward clenched his hands behind his back.
He had never thought dealing with Anastasia would become such a difficult matter.
In his mother's last letter, she had warned him. The old seer, before his death, had said that Anastasia would either bring great glory to the royal family—
Or destroy it.
At that time, Edward had not taken it seriously.
Now he could not ignore it.
When she was still his wife, the court had been stable. There were small problems, but nothing beyond control. The borders were calm. The nobles were obedient.
After the divorce, nothing went smoothly.
Rebellions rose.
Rumors spread.
His first son remained ill.
Even the court no longer felt steady.
