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The guard's screams were cut short as his body went limp, his lifeless eyes staring up at Darien in silent accusation. Darien stood there for a moment, his chest heaving with adrenaline, before turning away from the gruesome scene.

Camila's horrified gasp broke the tense silence, her hands flying to her mouth in shock.

"Sir French, what have you done?" she whispered, her voice trembling with disbelief.

The other guards watched in stunned silence, their expressions ranging from shock to horror. "He... he killed him," one of them muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

But Darien paid them no mind, his thoughts consumed by the weight of his actions. As they tended to Amelia's wound, he couldn't shake the nagging feeling of doubt that gnawed at the edges of his mind.

Had he gone too far? Had he sacrificed his integrity for the sake of revenge? But as he looked down at Amelia's pale face, her life hanging in the balance, he knew that he would do whatever it took to save her, even