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~Fridolf's POV
I walked away from Belinda with my jaw tight and my plan clean in my head. Her anger was a tool I could sharpen, but only if I kept it from cutting the wrong hand. I needed men I could trust at her side and eyes on her every step until the day we moved.
I stopped in the corridor, called the nearest guard over, and watched him bow before he spoke.
"You," I said, my voice low and steady. "Listen to me and listen well. Belinda must not be allowed to act against our plan. If she so much as tries to leave this place without my say, you will lock her up."
The guard swallowed. "Yes, Your Highness."
"Make it absolute," I told him. "You watch her, and you keep her from doing anything foolish. If she resists, use the cell. If she speaks to anyone who might sway her, report it to me immediately. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Alpha. We understand."
