Mated To The Hybrid Prince - Chapter 113: Chapter 113
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(Lily’s POV)
My hand trembled as I stared at the letter again. I had to lean against the wall to steady myself, the weight of it pressing into my chest.
Lydia; Aunt Lamia’s cousin.
The name wasn’t familiar, but the handwriting... It felt personal. Could it be real? Could someone connected to Aunt Lamia truly be reaching out to me now, after everything?
Or was this just a trap?
My heart thundered with questions: Could this Lydia really know who tried to hurt my children? Or was she another piece in this whole game.
I folded the parchment quickly and placed it back inside the sealed box. Then I tucked it behind the lower drawer in my office cabinet and locked it.
I stood still for a moment, breathing deeply before I grabbed my handbag and stepped out.
The drive to my kids’ school felt unusually long, even though we weren’t caught up in traffic. I stared out the window, watching the scenery blur by. My mind wouldn't stop replaying the moment when Aunt Lamia told me that she wanted to go to the human realm on a Kingdom assignment, and allowed me to return to the palace. She never spoke of family, not even once.
Was Lydia a secret she was protecting, or hiding?
By the time we pulled up at the school, the sky was golden, filled with the lazy light of late afternoon. The guards saluted me as I stepped down. I walked quickly through the front doors, nodding at every staff I came across while making my way to my kids’ class.
Inside, Lamia and Zeus were curled up on the bunk beds in the relaxation corner. Their little bodies rising and falling with each soft breath. They were safe.
Two of my security guards were stationed near the windows. One stood by the door. The class teacher gave a polite nod, and I smiled brightly before walking over to the twins.
I bent down, brushing hair from their warm foreheads. They didn’t stir.
“Let’s take them home,” I whispered. The guards moved efficiently, gently lifting each child into their arms. Zeus nestled into the man’s chest, while Lamia curled like a kitten against the other.
They remained asleep even as we placed them into the car. I sat beside them, one tiny head resting on each side of me, and exhaled slowly. Just having them close calmed the worry inside me… if only a little.
By the time we got home, Nanny Sophia was already waiting at the foyer. The guards carried the twins straight to their bedroom, and Sophia followed after them.
I turned to Aria, who was just about to follow them up the stairs.
“I need to be somewhere,” I said quietly.
She stopped and turned to me. “Where?”
“It’s urgent. I have a meeting with someone,” I replied. “Please… can you watch over them closely?”
She nodded. “Yes, I will. You have my word.”
I looked at her for a second longer, then turned and walked out toward the front of the house.
The wind tugged at my blouse as I stepped outside. Marcus was laughing with two of the gardeners under a tree in the corner of the compound. The second he saw me, he straightened.
“Ma’am?” he called, jogging quickly toward the car. He opened the door for me, and I slipped in, my heart beating fast again.
As he entered the driver’s seat, he whispered “Where to?”
I hesitated for a second. “Willow’s Bookshop by Karis Landmark.”
He blinked, then gave a slight nod and started the engine.
The drive was slower than usual. Maybe it was the weight of what I was walking into… my fingers twisted in my lap, restless.
I thought of Lamia and Zeus. The content of the mysterious Lydia’s letter… about how she can answer the questions in my heart and tell me my children’s kidnapper.
Soon, Marcus pulled up at the Willow Bookshop. The street was quiet. The buildings were aged and strong. There was something oddly comforting about the crooked wooden sign above the entrance.
I stepped out of the car.
“Do I wait, ma’am?” Marcus asked.
“Yes, I shouldn’t stay so long,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
He nodded and sat still.
I walked toward the entrance and pushed the old door open.
It creaked.
Inside, the place smelled like old paper and wood. Dust motes danced in the sunlight pouring through a high window. Rows and rows of books stood in perfect stillness.
And then— my heart skipped.
A woman stood by the back shelf, cloaked in a deep blue shawl. Her silver hair was pulled into a tight bun, and her posture was unnaturally straight.
She turned to face me, her expression unreadable.
“Welcome, Lily,” she said with a creepy smile.
My hand trembled as I stared at the letter again. I had to lean against the wall to steady myself, the weight of it pressing into my chest.
Lydia; Aunt Lamia’s cousin.
The name wasn’t familiar, but the handwriting... It felt personal. Could it be real? Could someone connected to Aunt Lamia truly be reaching out to me now, after everything?
Or was this just a trap?
My heart thundered with questions: Could this Lydia really know who tried to hurt my children? Or was she another piece in this whole game.
I folded the parchment quickly and placed it back inside the sealed box. Then I tucked it behind the lower drawer in my office cabinet and locked it.
I stood still for a moment, breathing deeply before I grabbed my handbag and stepped out.
The drive to my kids’ school felt unusually long, even though we weren’t caught up in traffic. I stared out the window, watching the scenery blur by. My mind wouldn't stop replaying the moment when Aunt Lamia told me that she wanted to go to the human realm on a Kingdom assignment, and allowed me to return to the palace. She never spoke of family, not even once.
Was Lydia a secret she was protecting, or hiding?
By the time we pulled up at the school, the sky was golden, filled with the lazy light of late afternoon. The guards saluted me as I stepped down. I walked quickly through the front doors, nodding at every staff I came across while making my way to my kids’ class.
Inside, Lamia and Zeus were curled up on the bunk beds in the relaxation corner. Their little bodies rising and falling with each soft breath. They were safe.
Two of my security guards were stationed near the windows. One stood by the door. The class teacher gave a polite nod, and I smiled brightly before walking over to the twins.
I bent down, brushing hair from their warm foreheads. They didn’t stir.
“Let’s take them home,” I whispered. The guards moved efficiently, gently lifting each child into their arms. Zeus nestled into the man’s chest, while Lamia curled like a kitten against the other.
They remained asleep even as we placed them into the car. I sat beside them, one tiny head resting on each side of me, and exhaled slowly. Just having them close calmed the worry inside me… if only a little.
By the time we got home, Nanny Sophia was already waiting at the foyer. The guards carried the twins straight to their bedroom, and Sophia followed after them.
I turned to Aria, who was just about to follow them up the stairs.
“I need to be somewhere,” I said quietly.
She stopped and turned to me. “Where?”
“It’s urgent. I have a meeting with someone,” I replied. “Please… can you watch over them closely?”
She nodded. “Yes, I will. You have my word.”
I looked at her for a second longer, then turned and walked out toward the front of the house.
The wind tugged at my blouse as I stepped outside. Marcus was laughing with two of the gardeners under a tree in the corner of the compound. The second he saw me, he straightened.
“Ma’am?” he called, jogging quickly toward the car. He opened the door for me, and I slipped in, my heart beating fast again.
As he entered the driver’s seat, he whispered “Where to?”
I hesitated for a second. “Willow’s Bookshop by Karis Landmark.”
He blinked, then gave a slight nod and started the engine.
The drive was slower than usual. Maybe it was the weight of what I was walking into… my fingers twisted in my lap, restless.
I thought of Lamia and Zeus. The content of the mysterious Lydia’s letter… about how she can answer the questions in my heart and tell me my children’s kidnapper.
Soon, Marcus pulled up at the Willow Bookshop. The street was quiet. The buildings were aged and strong. There was something oddly comforting about the crooked wooden sign above the entrance.
I stepped out of the car.
“Do I wait, ma’am?” Marcus asked.
“Yes, I shouldn’t stay so long,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
He nodded and sat still.
I walked toward the entrance and pushed the old door open.
It creaked.
Inside, the place smelled like old paper and wood. Dust motes danced in the sunlight pouring through a high window. Rows and rows of books stood in perfect stillness.
And then— my heart skipped.
A woman stood by the back shelf, cloaked in a deep blue shawl. Her silver hair was pulled into a tight bun, and her posture was unnaturally straight.
She turned to face me, her expression unreadable.
“Welcome, Lily,” she said with a creepy smile.
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