Amy's pov
Tory suddenly clutched her chest and dropped to her knees in the middle of the grand hall. “Oh, please… help me! I can’t… breathe. I’m not feeling well,” she whimpered loudly, drawing attention from nearby guests.
Clide rushed to her side immediately. “Amy! You can’t just throw her out like that! She’s really sick!”
I stayed calm, eyes fixed on her. “I’ve asked for unauthorized visitors to be removed from my palace. This includes you. The guards will handle it.”
Kael stood up, his tall frame towering over everyone, exuding authority. “If she’s actually sick, take her to the hospital. But stop causing drama here. This isn’t a charity event. Do not stress my wife Amy further, and I won’t tolerate disruption.”
Tory gasped, clutching her chest tighter. “Please… I’m really not f
