Without another word, he activated his teleportation, vanishing from their embrace in a flash of light.
Left behind in the world of Thrones of God, both Regina and the Queen stood still, stunned by the sudden shift.
(Thrones of God: Julian's world made from his sea of consciousness)
Regina turned toward her mother slowly. "What… just happened?"
The Queen exhaled, brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear. "It seems… another one of his women called," she said with a faint smirk.
Regina blinked, still taken aback. "He just… left us like that?"
The Queen's smile deepened, a knowing glint in her eyes. "Don't worry, dear… he'll be back. They always come back to what belongs to them."
Meanwhile, Julian reappeared in one of the rooms of the Easvil castle. His feet hadn't even fully touched the floor before his eyes landed on the bed—Eleanor lay there, her face twisted in pain, both hands clutched tightly over her stomach.
