Chapter 205

Majeed knew that, and he never mocked it. Instead, he respected it, protected it, as if her safety was his own unspoken duty. There were times I caught him watching her surroundings more closely than necessary, checking routes and exits without being asked, and that quiet loyalty only deepened my trust in him.

He had earned that trust. With blood. With sweat. With the kind of loyalty that couldn’t be bought—only forged in fire.

“Good that you understand,” I remarked, letting a small, brief smile escape despite the tension in my chest. The smile faded quickly, replaced by the familiar tightness that always accompanied thoughts of her safety, a tightening that had become second nature to me. The evening air felt unusually heavy, carrying with it a sense of quiet unease, and the faint rustle of leaves outside seemed amplified, each sound making my pulse jump as if danger itself was whispering nearby.

“Have we put our men around her house? I want her to be protected at