Without hesitation, Darryl walked out of the room with Cynthia in his arms. He slipped past the guards and flew away from the Royal City.

Phew!

Darryl breathed a sigh of relief as he flew out of the Royal City, but he also felt a little complicated on the inside.

After he saved Cynthia, Darryl learned that Lord Kenny put the palace on a stricter measure; it would be difficult for him to sneak in again.

'Forget it; I'll take Cynthia to Ambrose first and make plans for later.'

"Hey!"

Suddenly, Cynthia asked, "Why did you come back here after you've run away with that woman during the day?" She felt awkward to be held by Darryl and desperately tried to change the subject to resolve the embarrassment.

"Oh..."

Darryl replied without even thinking about it. "I'm here to save my wife." Whenever he thought of Monica, Darryl felt helpless.

Cynthia thought that Darryl was teasing her. Her beautiful face turned red, her body trembled in anger, and she immediately raised her han