"Your Highness, this is terrible! My daughter, Masha, has disappeared!"
Nolan and Aston were stunned by the sudden news.
"Masha… disappeared?" Nolan frowned. "How could that be? Please, explain."
Alvaron nodded frantically. "A few minutes ago, my wife sent a letter saying Masha vanished from the house. She searched every corner of the mansion but still couldn't find her."
"When did the little girl disappear? Did it happen recently?"
"No," Alvaron replied, biting his lower lip. "She disappeared four days ago. But my wife only informed me now."
His fists clenched tightly. He knew exactly why his wife had done that—she didn't want him to worry or lose focus over Masha's disappearance.
But on the other hand, it was a grave mistake. Had he known earlier, he could have mobilized troops to search for her.
Now, four days had already passed. The girl might have fled in an unknown direction, making her far harder to find.
Nolan stayed silent, his expression calm as ever.
