The Crown Prince sat behind his desk, flipping through an almost empty file. Guard reports, witness statements—none of it led to Raine's whereabouts.
"Strange…" he murmured, jotting down a note.
No trace was left. Nothing to follow.
As if whoever took him… understood how Raine himself operates.
He closed the file quietly.
"Did they know who he really was?"
Anyone who knew Raine as the right hand of the crown wouldn't abduct him randomly.
He pressed the bell. A guard entered immediately.
"Inform the Captain of the Guard—I want a full report on everyone present at the scene. And issue a request to assemble an independent investigation team."
"At once, Your Highness."
A moment's hesitation, then he added,
"Have Prince Kaelan oversee the team."
He paused, eyes drifting to the window.
"If whoever took him knows the truth… this is far more dangerous than it seems."