Dastan swiftly reached the two, instantly stepping in between Farris and Noori, going as far as to remove Farris's hand from her shoulder. His glare was deadly as he shifted his focus to Noori. "Do you have any idea what your carelessness could have cost us?" His tone was laced with fury, but Noori, anticipating such behavior from him, simply raised a brow, as if questioning the audacity of his accusation.
"My behavior? Are you sure that any of this was my fault, Your Highness?" Her sarcasm cut through the tension like a chilling wind.
Dastan rolled his eyes at her question before turning away. "I don't think we have time for such baseless conversations." His gaze shifted to the guards at the door as he issued commands. "Tell the maids to prepare another outfit for her. We don't have much time." The guards hurriedly made their way into the palace to execute his orders, while Dastan remained in place, unmoving, as if standing guard.