The stolen infant

As Danielle walks through the castle, she can feel her heart racing. She knows that what she is about to do could change everything. But she also knows that she must do it. As she approaches the big, immaculate door, she takes a deep breath and steadies herself. She places her hand on the cold metal handle and pulls, the door creaking as it swings open.

Inside, she can hear the sound of Cyrus's voice echoing through the halls. She steps inside, calling out his name. "Cyrus? Are you here?" She hears footsteps coming towards her, and she turns to see Cyrus walking towards her with a smile on his face.

"Danielle, what a pleasant surprise," he says, his voice warm and welcoming. "What brings you here in the hall?" He had no clue that there were two Danielle now in the castle. Danielle takes a deep breath, gathering her courage. "Cyrus, there's something I need to tell you," she says, her voice trembling slightly.

Cyrus looks at her, concern etched on his face. "What is it? Is something wr