[TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONED OF RACISM WILL BE BROUGHT UP, SKIP IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE]

Silver and Anthony sat in the drawing room of the Draventon Estate, perched on the plush chairs. Duke Edward and Duchess Vivian, seated opposite them, wore expressions marked by concern and a tinge of solemnity. It was proof that this conversation, prompted by the distressing tabloid situation, held an amount that surpassed mere formality.

Anthony took a deep breath, his gaze meeting Silver's before turning towards his parents. "We need to talk about what's been happening," he began, "Silver's mental health has been severely affected by the media coverage and the relentless scrutiny."

Silver, seated beside Anthony, eyes betraying the emotional turmoil that lay beneath the surface. He glanced briefly at Duke Edward and Duchess Vivian before Anthony continued.

"I know that Silver tried his best to shield you, to support all of you as he doesn't want you and the family image to be dragged through the mud," Anthony continued, his voice tinged with a sense of urgency. "But the situation has escalated to a point where it's affecting his well-being and our family's peace."

Duke Edward nodded at his son, "We've seen the headlines and the coverage. It's been intrusive and downright cruel," he acknowledged, with a sigh of frustration. "But, we've also been trying to figure out how best to handle this, to protect Silver and the family's reputation but Silver advised us not to get involved with this problem as he fears that the media will also turn us into a villain in their story."

Duchess Vivian also chimed in. "We've respected Silver's wish to not escalate the situation, to prevent further damage to the family's image," she said regrettably. "But it's clear that this can't go on. We can't stand idly by while Silver suffers."

Silver's gaze shifted from Anthony to Duke Edward and Duchess Vivian, a blend of appreciation and concern reflecting in his eyes. He understood their predicament, their desire to protect both him and the family's reputation, yet the toll it had taken on him was undeniable.

"Silver, we do understand your concern, but your well-being is paramount to us," Duchess Vivian expressed her genuine worry for Silver's state of mind, "we can't let this continue to take such a toll on you for who knows how long."

"We've been discussing options," Duke Edward interjected, "But we haven't found a clear solution that doesn't risk further damage to the family's reputation."

Anthony was concerned. "We can't let this situation persist. Silver's mental health is deteriorating because of this constant scrutiny and the unfair portrayal in the media," he emphasized, urging his parents to consider the severity of the situation.

Silver hesitated for a moment, contemplating how to express the complexity of his actions without causing further distress. His gaze shifted between the concerned faces of Anthony, Duke Edward, and Duchess Vivian before he finally spoke, "I tried to shield the family from the trouble, to maintain everyone's dignity amidst the storm," he began, "I attempted to remain silent, hoping to contain the situation and prevent any further damage to our name if I dare."

Duchess Vivian, her tone soft but probing, as she looks at Silver. "Silver, were you silent, or were you silencedT?" she repeated gently, seeking to understand the depth of his suppression, to discern if it was his choice or a result of external pressure.

Silver took a moment to collect his thoughts, grappling with the internal struggle he faced. "I... I tried to be silent," he admitted, with an internal conflict. "But it felt like an imposition, a necessity imposed upon me by the fear of worsening the situation, of making things more difficult for everyone if I open my mouth and speak."

But Silver then continued on, "I know it's a complicated situation. I've tried to shield you all from this. But it's affecting me more than I could've imagined." He paused, collecting his thoughts before continuing, "I've always been taught that 'never complain, never explain.' But now…. It's... difficult for me to see a way out of this without risking more damage to the legacy that your ancestors had worked so hard to get where you are."

Anthony's hand found Silver's, offering silent reassurance. "Silver, this isn't just about the family's image you are sacrificing yourself for. Your mental health matters more than anything else," he convictionly urged. "We need to find a way to address this, to protect you and ensure your well-being."

"I know you want to protect me and the family, but the moment you and your family try to address this publicly, the media will twist it," Silver asserted, his voice carrying a tinge of frustration. "They'll spin it into an accusation, suggesting I'm manipulating or influencing the family to protect myself. I can't bear to think that the Draventons image will be plunged down into the drain."

Duke Edward expression reflective of a man grappling with a complex situation. "We understand the risks, Silver. But at this point, your well-being outweighs the concerns about the family's reputation," sympathy, he explained.

Silver's brows furrowed in contemplation, "I know. I just fear that any attempt to address this will result in a frenzy of accusations and further public scrutiny. I don't want to add more strain to the family, especially in times where maintaining an image is crucial."

Anthony nodded in agreement. "You've suffered enough. We can't allow this to continue. Your mental health is our priority," he stated firmly, his gaze unwavering as he looked at Silver.

Duchess Vivian couldn't help but feel a sense of indignation and disbelief at the relentless onslaught Silver was facing. "I can't fathom why the media would subject you to such cruelty," she expressed, "you've always been nothing but kind, thoughtful, and gracious, Silver. This treatment is unjust and unfounded."

She went on before she continued speaking, "The way they laud Catherine whenever they bring her up in the article, almost treating her as 'the one that got away,' they praise Catherine, loving her and praising every little detail about her," she pointed out. "It's as if they love her more in a favorable light while casting Silver in the shadows of unfair cruelty."

She elaborated on how the media treated the two individuals differently than each other. "When Catherine does something, it's seen as elegant and praiseworthy. But when Silver does the same or does it in a similar way that Catherine has done, it's twisted and spun into something negative," she exclaimed. "The blatant double standards are appalling."

Duchess Vivian sighed, calming herself down a little bit. "We can't ignore the pain this has taken on you. We'll have to find a way to navigate this delicately," she suggested, trying to strike a balance between protecting Silver and safeguarding the family's image.

Silver glanced around at his family, "Thank you for your concern. I just... I don't want to be the cause of more trouble for the Draventons," he admitted. "I can't help but notice the racial undertones in some of the articles that they wrote about. It feels like they're being subtly racist towards me," he confessed. "There is even one article where they question my future with Anthony and whether Anthony and I will have children together, and if we do, they wonder how 'tan' our child would be. It's as if they're implying that our relationship and any potential children would be lesser or somehow undesirable because of my ethnicity."

Anthony, Duke Edward, and Duchess Vivian sat in stunned silence, Silver's confession regarding the racial undertones and the way the media questioning their future child skintone left them all speechless.

Anthony's eyes widened with shock and anger at the revelation. He exchanged a glance with his parents, his heart heavy with the realization that Silver had been facing a level of discrimination and targeted prejudice they hadn't comprehended before.

"I can't believe they would do such things like that," Anthony's voice was edged in disbelief and indignation. "This is beyond anything we've faced before. It's unacceptable."

Duke Edward's expression hardened, his mind grappling with the severity of the situation. "We've faced our share of media scrutiny before in the past, but this level of racism... It's outrageous," he voiced, a flicker of anger in his eyes. "They've crossed a line."

Duchess Vivian's composure wavered, her features mirroring a mix of shock and concern. "I had no idea it was this malicious," she murmured, her voice tinged with worry. "To think they'd use such prejudiced narratives to undermine Silver and our family."

The conversation in the drawing room resonated with a somber gravity, each member of the Draventon family processing Silver's revelations. Anthony's mind raced, contemplating the dire situation they found themselves in — the targeted discrimination and the relentless onslaught by the media that appeared to have reached an unbearable threshold.

"I don't know what else is there to do," Anthony helplessly admitted. "We can't just ask them to stop and expect them to comply. They're the press, they thrive on controversy and sensationalism. It is their favorite thing to do."

Duchess Vivian turned to Anthony, "What else can we do? Let them ridicule Silver indefinitely until..." Her voice trailed off, a pale hue shadowing her countenance.

Duke Edward and Anthony exchanged a glance, their expressions mirroring a stunned unease at Duchess Vivian's implication.

Anthony, trying to process the issue, was the first to speak. "What do you mean by 'they won't stop until...'?" His voice wavered with an unsettling mix of horror and disbelief, dreading the implications hidden within Duchess Vivian's unfinished sentence.

Duchess Vivian, her voice hushed with a grim sense of understanding, continued, "The media... they won't stop until..." Her words hung in the air, leaving a haunting silence that chilled the room.

Duke Edward's normally composed demeanor faltered, his expression paling as he connected the dots, realizing the dire implication. "Until he is..." he was unable to finish the sentence, barely above a whisper, a chill running down his spine at the sheer horror of the implication.

Silver, looking at each of them in turn, questioned their sudden shift in demeanor. "Wh… What's wrong?" he inquired, his voice laced with worry at their collective reaction. "What won't they stop?"

The trio exchanged silent glances, words failing them momentarily until Duchess Vivian, her voice trembling slightly, spoke up. "We've realized why the media won't stop, Silver," she confessed, dawning a horror on her face.

Anthony's eyes widened with a realization that sent a shiver down his spine. "They won't stop until... until..." He couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence, the weight of the revelation heavy upon him.

Duke Edward's features contorted with disbelief, his mind racing to comprehend the grim truth they had unearthed. "They won't stop until you're... gone," he uttered, his voice filled with horror and a hint of desperation.

Silver's features contorted in confusion, his mind struggling to try to understand what they mean exactly. "Gone? I-I don't understand what you mean." Silver's gaze shifted from one to another, an unsettling sense of realization of horror and shock upon him. "You mean…. they want me… dead…" Silver was pale in horror and disbelief as he grappled with the dreadful implication of their conversation. Now understand the chilling understanding of the potential threat looming over him.

"No," Silver slowly breathed out as he gasped.

Anthony's chest tightened, anger and profound concern he could feel inside of him. "This can't be happening. They can't just drive him to… to that," he uttered with horror at the gravity of the revelation.

Duke Edward's features contorted in a mix of shock and indignation. "This is beyond anything we could've anticipated," he uttered, the weight of the realization settling heavily upon him.

Silver's eyes widened in disbelief, his mind reeling at the implications of the conversation. "They… they wouldn't go that far," he protested, a tremor of fear coursing through him at the horrific realization. "Could they…?"

Duchess Vivian's voice shook with anguish as she sought to convey the severity of the situation. "It's not just about the media nor the press anymore, Silver," she explained, her voice thick with emotion. "They're escalating this to a level that's...unimaginable. Their relentless pursuit is designed to break you, to push you to a point where… where you're driven to the edge."

Silence settled like a heavy fog in the room, each family member grappling with the chilling realization that the media's relentless persecution might ultimately lead to an irreversible tragedy. The palpable fear and horror echoed within the confines of the drawing room, shattering the facade of the Draventon family's composed exterior.

Silver, his mind racing with the shocking revelation, felt a surge of fear, a realization that his very existence was under threat from the relentless persecution he faced. The chilling implication of the media's intentions left him shaken to the core, his heart heavy with the burden of an unfathomable reality that threatened to consume him.

"I... I can't believe it..." Silver's heart was pounding in agonizing incredulity. "Is this... is this what they're trying to achieve?"

Duchess Vivian's eyes glistened with unshed tears, her voice thick with emotion. "I'm so sorry, Silver. We never thought it would escalate to this... to such an extent," she choked with sorrow.

Anthony was on a surge of protective instinct, a determination to shield Silver from the insidious intentions of the media. "We can't let them get away with this," he determined as he exclaimed. "We need to find a way to protect you, Silver."

Duke Edward's expression was etched with resolve. "We have to take action, to shield Silver from this... this malicious intent," he asserted, "before it's too late.

Silver, though shaken by the horrifying revelation, remained resolute. "I never would have thought that the media would ever go as far as trying to silence me forever," he insisted, his voice carrying a sense of responsibility.

Duchess Vivian reached out as she took Silver's hand in hers. "We need to ensure your safety, Silver," she trembled with emotion. "Your well-being is extremely important to us."

The family sat there, grappling with the ghastly revelation, their hearts heavy with the realization that Silver's safety was now at stake, their sanctuary threatened by the malicious intentions of the media. In the midst of this haunting realization, they sought a way to protect Silver, to shield him from the perilous plot aimed at his very existence.

Duke Edward, Duchess Vivian, and Anthony thoughts consumed by the distressing revelation of the media's intentions towards Silver. Suggestions were voiced one after another, each met with rebuttals and concerns about their feasibility.

Duchess Vivian proposed her suggestion first, "We could cut off all ties with the media, refuse interviews, and stop engaging with any sort of press."

Anthony voiced his agreement, "It might be our best chance to limit their access to information. If we give them nothing, they won't have anything to spin against Silver."

However, Duke Edward was quick to point out the shortcomings of the suggestion, "They'll just create more stories if they don't get official information from us. It might even exacerbate the situation as they resort to speculation."

Another suggestion came from Anthony, "What if we involve legal action? We could sue them for defamation or harassment."

Duchess Vivian, though acknowledging the option, expressed her objection, "Legal proceedings might drag on, it will take for about an months or even an years for the process to be completed and it would only add fuel to the fire. It might intensify their attacks."

Duke Edward, pondering deeply, suggested, "We could reach out to influential allies or friends within the media to counteract the negative stories."

Anthony chimed in, "But what if they don't want to get involved in this mess, or worse, side with the narrative against Silver?"

Duke Edward threw his suggestion to his wife and son. "What about withdrawing completely from the public eye, avoiding any engagements, hoping the fervor dies down?" he suggested, albeit hesitantly.

"But won't that give them more ammunition? They'll speculate about our withdrawal, stirring up more controversy," Anthony pointed out, foreseeing the repercussions. "This will give them a chance to create theories or even spread rumors about the sudden withdrawal."

Duchess Vivian, her frustration was showing, ventured, "What if we issue a counter-story, detailing the truth and our side of the situation?"

"Then we'll be engaging with the very media that's targeting Silver. It might just feed into their agenda," Duke Edward responded.

Anthony tried to reassess. "Maybe we can redirect the narrative, focus on positive initiatives and charity work to deflect attention."

"But that won't guarantee they'll stop," Duchess Vivian replied with a note of resignation. "We could hire additional security," Duchess Vivian proposed again. "Ensure a constant presence around Silver to deter any possible threats that might occur."

Duke Edward rubs his bottom lips. "That could work to an extent, but it won't stop the press from continuing their harassment," he countered. "They'll find a way to penetrate that barrier."

The Duke then considered his suggestion that could help with their situation. "What if we issue a statement, a public declaration denouncing their tactics?" he suggested, a glimmer of hope in his voice. "Let the public know about the harassment, call out the media's intrusive behavior."

Anthony mulled over his father's suggestion. "It could serve as a form of defense, shed light on the despicable actions of the media," he acknowledged. "But it might also exacerbate the situation, the media will twist our statement and make the public believe what we said is false or possibly make it seen that we are defending Silver's action."

Duke Edward sighed, feeling the weight of their dilemma. "We have to act decisively, but we must consider the repercussions of each step we take," he stressed, his voice reflecting the gravity of the situation.

"Whatever we choose, it must ensure Silver's safety and well-being," Duchess Vivian added, her concern for Silver evident in her every word.

Anthony was aware of the urgency of the situation, sought a resolution. "We need a plan that protects Silver without inviting further harm or escalating the situation," he stated, "Silver's safety is my utmost priority," Anthony affirmed, he is deeply aware of his role as Silver's husband and protector, it is his responsibility resting heavily upon his shoulders. The gravity of the situation and the intensity of the family discussions underscored the necessity of a decisive plan that wouldn't further jeopardize Silver's safety or exacerbate the already precarious circumstances they found themselves in. "Every decision we make has to ensure that he's shielded from harm and that the measures we take don't inadvertently worsen the situation."

Duchess Vivian and Duke Edward exchanged glances, acknowledging the depth of Anthony's commitment and the burden he bore as Silver's spouse.

Anthony continued, "We can't let fear or uncertainty paralyze us. But we also can't afford to act impulsively without weighing the potential consequences of our actions on Silver's well-being." His gaze shifted between his parents, seeking consensus in a situation that seemed to offer no straightforward solutions.

Duke Edward, recognizing the depth of Anthony's concern, nodded in agreement. "We need a plan that not only protect Silver but also effectively addresses the media's relentless persecution," he asserted, his voice tinged with a sense of urgency.

"We must find a strategy that doesn't play into the media's hands, one that doesn't escalate their harassment while standing firm against their unjust actions," Duchess Vivian added, echoing the need for a balanced approach.

Anthony, his mind racing with the weight of their collective predicament, suggested, "Perhaps a combination of measures, a strategic approach that limits the media's access while ensuring we maintain our integrity and transparency."

Duke Edward considered Anthony's proposal thoughtfully. "It might be prudent to curtail direct engagement with the media, limit their access to information, and carefully consider when and how we address the public," he suggested, emphasizing the importance of a controlled narrative.

"Transparency is key," Anthony interjected. "We can release statements that shed light on the harassment without directly engaging in a back-and-forth with the media. It's crucial to maintain our dignity while standing against their actions."

Duchess Vivian, nodding in agreement, spoke up, "We can also explore legal counsel, not necessarily as an immediate offensive but to understand our legal options and safeguard ourselves against their defamation or intrusive tactics."

Anthony, reassured by the family's measured consideration, continued, "We need to garner support, build alliances or influential circles to counter the negative narrative subtly, without giving the press more ammunition."

Duke Edward, contemplating Anthony's suggestion, acknowledged its importance. "Yes, strategic alliances might aid in changing the narrative subtly, redirecting the public's attention towards more positive aspects without directly addressing the controversy."

The family continued to deliberate, Anthony understood the delicate balance required in navigating such a perilous situation. Each step they took had to be calculated, measured, with the singular goal of safeguarding Silver's well-being and mitigating the relentless onslaught of the media's malicious intentions.

Silver, who could feel the distressing situation and the unyielding pressure from the media, hesitantly voiced a suggestion amidst the family's discussions. "Maybe... perhaps we could consider... moving," he hesitated, the thought still taking shape in his mind. "Somewhere... somewhere away from this mess we have seen. Away from the constant barrage of media intrusion."

Anthony's gaze softened as he looked at Silver, realizing the depth of his distress. "Where do you mean?" he inquired gently, his concern evident in his voice.

Silver's thoughts began to coalesce into a faint idea, one that held a glimmer of respite from this trouble. "What if... what if you and I considered moving to a place where the media wouldn't hound me for every single aspect of our lives?" he ventured, "Like... like the Magical World," Silver continued, his eyes flickering with a newfound spark of possibility. "There, we might find sanctuary from this dark storm."

Duke Edward and Duchess Vivian exchanged surprised glances, contemplating the suddenness of the suggestion and its potential implications. Anthony, considering Silver's words, saw the logic behind seeking refuge in a place far removed from the media's reach.

"The Magical World," Anthony repeated, letting the idea sink in. "We do have connections there, and I work in the Disney Guards as Captain at the Magic Kingdom." His mind raced, envisioning the possibility of a haven beyond the media's relentless gaze.

Silver's thoughts began to align, the idea taking shape in his mind. "Yes, Anthony and I have friends there, and w... we do have a connection with some of them, especially with someone influential," he added. "Yen Sid might be able to help us."

The family contemplated Silver's suggestion, the prospect of seeking solace and safety in a world detached from the media frenzy. The idea of relocating to the Magical World emerged as a potential solution, a sanctuary where Silver and Anthony might find respite from the relentless persecution they faced in their current reality.

Duchess Vivian, acknowledging the potential merits of the suggestion, spoke up "It could offer Silver the peace and safety he needs," she remarked, it is a best suggestion for them to move to a place where the media's intrusion might be far less prevalent.

Duke Edward, contemplating the idea, voiced his thoughts. "It's certainly an option worth exploring. The Magical World could offer a haven, shielding Silver from the incessant harassment and giving him a chance to live without the constant threat of the media's intrusion."

"If it means finding a place where we can live without the fear of constant persecution, it's worth considering," Silver admitted, but cautious with optimism.

Anthony placed a reassuring hand on Silver's hand, offering silent support. "If it ensures your safety and well-being, Silver, then it's worth considering," he affirmed, his determination to protect Silver unwavering. "We will look at what place in the Magical World we shall settle in, where we should live and which home for us to live in."

The prospect of moving to the Magical World emerged as a beacon of hope amidst the tumultuous storm they faced. The family contemplated the potential relocation, recognizing it as a plausible avenue to shield Silver from the relentless persecution of the media and provide them with a haven away from the unyielding scrutiny they faced in their current world.

But Anthony's mind raced with the logistical challenges of executing such a plan. Sneaking out of the United Kingdom without alerting the media or causing a commotion seemed like an insurmountable task. He pondered the complexities of orchestrating their departure without attracting unwanted attention.

"But… how in the world could Silver and I manage to leave without the media catching wind of it?" Anthony pondered aloud, the weight of the situation pressing upon him.

Duchess Vivian, sensing Anthony's concern, suggested, "We could plan your departure for the dead of night when everyone else is supposed to be asleep. If you two leave during daylight hours, the media will surely take notice, but under the cover of night, you both might be able to slip away unnoticed."

Anthony mulled over her suggestion, recognizing the merit in the strategy. "Leaving when it's least expected could indeed offer us a chance to depart without the media catching on," he acknowledged, contemplating the intricacies of orchestrating their departure under the shroud of darkness.

Silver, understanding the gravity of their situation, added, "If we can arrange for a discreet departure, we might stand a better chance of evading the media's attention."

Duke Edward, considering the logistics, remarked, "We'll need to plan meticulously, ensuring every detail is accounted for to ensure a smooth departure."

Duchess Vivian nodded at her husband, "We must plan this meticulously, ensuring we have everything in place before their departure."

But Silver also pointed out a crucial detail. "Leaving immediately might raise suspicion." He commented. "It would mean that I might have to make public appearances while you prepare for our secret departure."

Anthony furrowed his brow, contemplating the delicate balance they needed to strike between maintaining appearances and planning their escape. "We need to find the perfect window of time — when Silver won't draw attention but allows us to slip away unnoticed," he mused, considering the complexities of their situation.

Duke Edward chimed in, suggesting a careful strategy. "Perhaps a few days from now, after Silver's last public appearance, might offer the best chance for departure without raising eyebrows."

Anthony contemplated his father's suggestion, weighing the pros and cons. "It could work. We'll have to ensure that Silver's public appearances aren't compromised while we prepare for our departure," he remarked, planning meticulously.

Anthony, sensing the weight of their plan, vowed, "We'll need to organize this meticulously, from the transportation to our belongings, everything must be carefully orchestrated to avoid any suspicion."

Silver sighed, knowing he would have to maintain appearances until the opportune moment to leave arrives. "Looks like I'll have to endure a little longer on public appearances until we can leave without causing any commotion," he acknowledged.

The family rallied together, contemplating Silver and Anthony's escape plan, their determination to protect Silver driving them to devise a meticulous strategy. They contemplated the intricacies of timing, diversion, and maintaining appearances to orchestrate their escape from the public eye and the relentless scrutiny of the media. Each member understood the significance of this pivotal moment and the need for utmost caution to ensure Silver and Anthony's departure remains a well-kept secret.

The notion of leaving under the cover of darkness emerged as their best chance to evade the media's relentless gaze and pave the way for a fresh start in the sanctuary of the Magical World.

On August 31, 2031.

In the eerie silence of the night, the foyer of the Draventon Estate buzzed with a subdued energy. Anthony's siblings had gathered, drowsiness and wakefulness were among them as they were all dressed in their nightwear and covered themselves in robes.

Half asleep, some of the younger siblings rubbed their eyes, murmuring to each other in hushed tones. Henrietta, the youngest, blinked sleepily, "Why are we up? Shouldn't we be asleep by now?"

Beatrice, her eyes wide awake, took charge, "We're here to say goodbye to Silver. He's leaving tonight."

Henrietta's eyes widened in surprise, her drowsiness giving way to curiosity. "Leaving? But why? Where is he going?" she inquired, her innocent curiosity breaking through the stillness of the night.

The older siblings exchanged glances, trying to find the right words to explain the situation to the youngest without alarming her. "Silver needs to go somewhere safe with Anthony for a while," Erick gently explained, choosing her words carefully. "He and Anthony are living in a different place, far away from here."

Cora, who was slightly more awake, added, "It's because Silver has been having a tough time with the media lately. They're going to a place where he can feel better and safe."

George, still trying to grasp the concept, looked around at his siblings. "But when will they be back? Will we get to see them again?" He asked, worried at the prospect of Silver's departure.

Frederick knelt down, offering reassurance, "We're not sure when they'll be back, but they'll be safe where they're going. And we'll keep in touch with them. They'll be okay, George."

In the quiet expanse of the Draventon Estate's foyer, a solemn hush enveloped the room, signaling the moment for Silver's departure. The Duke and Duchess Draventons flanked Silver, their expressions a blend of concern and affection, ready to bid him farewell as he prepared to embark on this clandestine journey to ensure his safety and well-being.

Silver, attired in his traveling outfit, carried a backpack containing his belongings for the journey ahead. His demeanor was a mixture of resolution and apprehension, understanding the necessity of this departure yet feeling the weight of leaving behind the familiar sanctuary of his family home.

Duchess Vivian clasped Silver's hands gently. "You take care, Silver," she uttered softly, "This is for the best, dear. We'll be in touch, and you'll always be in our thoughts."

Duke Edward, his stoic exterior momentarily softened by the situation, placed a reassuring hand on Silver's shoulder. "We'll ensure everything goes smoothly here while you're away. Your safety is important to us," he assured.

Silver, his heart heavy with the weight of this departure, managed a faint smile. "Thank you, both of you," he murmured, "For everything. I'll miss you terribly."

The siblings, now fully awake and gathered around, looked at Silver with understanding and sadness. Henrietta, her gaze still tinged with curiosity, moved forward. "Goodbye, Silver. I hope you come back soon," she expressed, her innocent voice breaking the somber silence.

Silver crouched down to meet Henrietta's gaze, a small, wistful smile gracing his lips. "I'll miss you all very much," he replied before hugging her. "Take care of each other, okay?"

"Silver," Beatrice began, "We'll miss you. Take care of yourself, okay?"

Cora, with a supportive tone, added, "You're doing the right thing. Take this time to relax and come back feeling much better."

Erick, his usual calm demeanor softened by the occasion, nodded in agreement. "Stay safe out there, Silver. You're going to a better place where you won't have to worry about anything."

Frederick stood up and hugged Silver, conveying silent support. "You've always been there for us. Now it's our turn to support you. Take care, Silver."

George, despite his initial worries, managed a small smile. "Make sure to tell us stories about the place you're going when you call us!" he exclaimed, attempting to lighten the mood with his innocent request.

Silver's heart swelled with affection for Anthony's siblings, each farewell touching him deeply. "Thank you, everyone," he murmured. "I'll miss all of you dearly. Take care, and I'll hope to see you soon."

Max barks at him as he watched Silver intently as he scratched behind the dog's ears, a silent exchange that conveyed unspoken understanding between them.

Silver, moved by Max's assurance, spoke softly, "Max. Take care of everyone for me." He told the loyal companion who had been a steadfast presence during his time with the family when he married into this family.

Max nodded with a sense of solemn duty, "I'll watch over them, Silver. They'll be in good paws."

Silver smiled as he placed a kiss on Max's nose.

He the made his way towards the doorway, where a sleek vehicle waited to transport him to the airport. His gaze lingered on the family gathered in the foyer, each member offering words of support, love, and encouragement.

With a final glance back at the familiar faces, Silver stepped into the vehicle, the door closing behind him with a soft thud. The engine hummed to life, signaling the start of his clandestine journey to seek refuge and safety in a world far from the relentless scrutiny of the media.

The vehicle began to roll out into the quiet night after exiting the gate, Silver took one last glimpse at the estate, emotions swirling within him. The feeling of leaving behind the warmth and comfort of his in-laws family home was palpable, yet a glimmer of hope for sanctuary and respite buoyed his spirit.

With determination etched on his face, Silver set forth on this journey, bound for the airport and onward to a destination where the relentless persecution of the media would be but a distant memory. As the vehicle disappeared into the night, he held onto the belief that this clandestine departure marked the beginning of a new chapter — one with safety, tranquility, and the promise of a better alongside Anthony in the Magical World.

We've seen Silver and Anthony navigating through some tough times, dealing with the relentless media, and trying to find a safe haven in the Magical World. Saying goodbye to family, seeking refuge, and starting anew — it's been an emotional rollercoaster. But it's also been heartwarming to see their bond, the support from Anthony's family, and the determination to protect Silver. It's heartwarming to witness the love, support, and sacrifices made by everyone involved, showing the lengths they're willing to go for each other's well-being. The journey ahead promises new adventures and the hope of a brighter future, and I am so excited for what lies ahead for Silver and Anthony.

Now, as we approach the story's conclusion, I'm grateful for the moments we've shared with these characters. Their journey has been highs and lows, resilience, and the power of love bonds. There are only two chapters left until we bid farewell to this story. I hope you're as excited as I am to see how everything unfolds for Silver and Anthony as they embark on this new chapter of their lives in the Magical World and how the story will end. I'm excited to bring closure to this tale and see how their journey concludes. Thanks for sticking around, and I hope you're as eager as I am to see how everything is wrapped up!

Next Chapter: Anthony and Silver move out of the UK and into the Magical World where they reside as their new home.