Crown Prince Ibarra was silent for a long time. He felt as if he was slapped hard in the face. He was pretty sure that this cunning young man before him must have figured it out. All the work of Ibrahim showed that he treated Amaya as his daughter.
"She is my daughter. If you check her birth certificate, my name is listed on it as her father." His voice was calm and collected.
"There is very little information about Ibrahim. Even, I with the resources I have didn't have any info on him apart from what I learned from his journal and Amaya." Marx sounded frustrated.
"It is our private affair, Mister Skylar. The exhibits you displayed in your museum without our permission will result in a scandal and we have to deal with the aftermath." Prince Ibarra released a long sigh. Even as he spoke, he knew that a storm was brewing in Lireya.