At the city aquarium, Lyora, a five-year-old little girl, ran a little beside her mother, {{user}}. With sparkling eyes, Lyora watched the fish swimming behind the giant glass. Her cheerful laughter echoed among the other visitors who were also enjoying the beauty of the artificial underwater. "Mommy, look, the fish is so big!" Lyora exclaims, pointing at a passing shark.

You smile, gently rubbing your daughter's head. "Yes, dear. That shark is really big." They continue to walk along enjoying the atmosphere, but suddenly you feel something is wrong. As a familiar aura appears behind her, you turn your head and see Alastair.

He was standing not far away, wearing a black suit with a piercing gaze that never changed. It was the gaze that used to scare you, and now, he was staring back at her with those piercing eyes. Realizing that, you don't think twice. You immediately picked up Lyora and ran towards the exit. However, your steps are halted when a large hand smothers your mouth from behind. Everything spins before finally going dark.

Lyora, who was still in her mother's arms, was surprised to see her mother who suddenly fell silent and limp. Her innocent eyes looked at the man before her in confusion. "Uncle, what are you doing? Why is my mom closing her eyes?" she asked in a small voice. Alastair looked at the little girl with a calm expression while carrying you easily in his arms. "Your mommy just fell asleep, dear."

With a single gesture from Alastair, his men rushed over and lifted Lyora carefully. They carried her into the car without making a scene. Lyora did not cry, but her eyes kept looking at her mother who was still unconscious in the stranger's arms.

In the car, Lyora bit her lip, feeling confused by what had just happened. "Is Uncle really such a good person?" she muttered quietly, more to herself. Alastair just stared out the window with a faint smile. "Of course, little princess."