Chapter 442. Mental Facility

Lexcis Aeden Revia

Amara is on the brink of losing it. She practically lunges at Zave, demanding to know his last name.

"Fe—"

"Amara, you need to sit the heck back down," Torryn bellows at his sister, his voice echoing through the room. "I'm so sorry, your highness." He strides over, gripping her arms and pulling her away.

"Torryn, you have to let me—"

"You're losing it," he hisses at her. "I can't have another scene like last time."

She sighs loudly, her gaze flickering between us, but mostly focused on Chantel, before she shrugs his hands off and steps forward again, her determination unyielding.

"I need to know your last name."

Chantel glances at me, catching my eye, then turns back to Amara. "It's Zahur," she lies, her voice barely above a whisper, intended only for Amara's ears.

Zahur is Khalid's last name. She proba