Choice would be Yellow

With a sigh, Darla took Anastasia's hand and said, "Let us go. The queen is waiting for you. There is a dinner in the evening and both the king and the queen want you to join them with you. After dinner, she would like to talk to you. I have to tell you a thousand things. There's a lot to prepare. So, hurry up, we don't have the time to waste!" 

"She is not going anywhere without me!" Ileus said, now tense as hell. He grabbed her waist with the other arm and then picked her up as if she was his toy and that the villains in front of her were trying their best to steal her. One night without her? What would he do? Where would he go? 

Darla narrowed her eyes as Kaizan stared at him. Anastasia didn't know where to bury her head. She was flustered and shy and embarrassed along with a thousand other things her body was experiencing. "Well, I knew you won't yield like this, and that's why I had already warned the queen!"