Amelie waited, her heart hammering against her ribs for him to speak, but Gabriel simply offered a small, weary smile. "Shall we have our supper first?"
"Yes, of course," she replied, matching his calm despite her curiosity. They rose in unison and walked toward the dining hall. As they exited, Ashna moved quietly into the bedroom to take her post by Noah’s crib.
At the table, a maidservant began to serve the meal, but Gabriel dismissed her with a sharp, silent gesture. He clearly needed absolute privacy; the secrets he carried weren’t meant for the ears of palace staff. He began to eat, though his mind seemed miles away.
"Eat more," Gabriel urged, ladling a generous serving of chicken soup into Amelie’s bowl. "I’ve noticed your appetite has been fading lately."
"That’s not true at all," Amelie murmured, a soft smile playing on her lips. "I’ve actually gained weight, and I have your constant doting to thank for it."
"You are diligent with your daily exercises, and you’re returning to your original shape and strength," Gabriel countered, his eyes softening as they swept over her. "But there is no rush. You look beautiful in every way, Amelie. Never doubt that."
Amelie chuckled, a slight blush creeping onto her cheeks. "You certainly have a way of flattering me at just the right moments. But let’s go for a run tomorrow? Selene is restless; she wants to be out in the forest and run alongside Valko."
For a moment, a shared memory flashed between them, a vision from their past lives where they covered vast, emerald grasslands in their wolf forms, two shadows moving as one under the moonlight.
"Even I feel the pull for a long run with you, Ame," Gabriel admitted. "Valko misses her as much as I miss this. We will definitely go tomorrow, I promise you."
After finishing their meal, they retreated to their bedroom. Following their nightly routine, they prepared for sleep in a comfortable silence. Amelie sat at the dressing table, the rhythmic stroke of the brush through her hair the only sound in the room, before she finally set the comb aside. As she turned, she saw Gabriel already settled under the duvet, his gaze fixed on her as he waited.
"You should have slept by now," Amelie told him.
"I have yet to tell you what I’ve found out," he murmured. "Besides, I like watching you like this."
She moved across the room keeping a smile on her face and switched off the main lights, leaving only the amber glow of the bedside lamp before sliding into the duvet beside him. Gabriel immediately pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her in a protective embrace.
"I met someone... Someone I didn’t realize was watching over me all this time," Gabriel began, his voice low and contemplative. His fingers traced idle patterns through her long tresses while his eyes remained anchored to the ceiling above.
"Who?" Amelie asked, a small frown tugging at her features.



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