Amelie dabbed her face with the towel and looked at herself in the mirror. "So, his acts are borne out of the cruelty he faced from his own mother," she murmured. Her eyes fell upon the violet-colored pendant on her neck, which Gabriel had provided her to protect her.
She touched it, feeling a sense of belonging, her mind racing with thoughts regarding her decision.
After a while, she stepped out of the washroom and found the room was empty. She had her hands locked behind her as she explored Gabriel’s grand room, where he had spent a good number of years of his teenagehood till adulthood.
Her eyes fell upon some of the photographs, and she checked them. They included swimming pictures, horse riding, car racing, and many other activities. "His looks haven’t changed much over the years."
Not a single picture showed Gabriel with his mother. It only deepened the sorrow she already felt for him.
Just then, a soft yet poised voice echoed from the doorway, interrupting her thoughts.
"Can I come in?"
Startled, Amelie quickly hurried to the door and found a young woman standing at the entrance. Her features were delicate, and she was too beautiful. Recognition dawned immediately, and Amelie stepped forward, bowing politely.
"Good evening, Princess Katelyn," she said, keeping her gaze lowered in respect.
Katelyn entered the room with a composed smile, extending her hand toward Amelie.
"I think old ways are no longer useful," she said.
Caught off guard, Amelie looked up, slightly bewildered, but quickly recovered and gently took the princess’s hand for a brief shake.
"Prince Gabriel isn’t in the room," Amelie informed as she pulled back her hand.
"I’m not here to see my brother," Katelyn replied casually, strolling further into the room before landing on the lounge chair. "I’m here to see you, Amelie."
"Me?" Amelie was flabbergasted to hear that.
"Yes. Have a seat," Katelyn said.
Amelie walked over to the second chair and sat down. Her hands rested on her lap in a firm clasp.
"Did my brother give you that?" Katelyn’s gaze focused on the pendant, resting on Amelie’s collarbone.
"Yes," Amelie replied, her fingers brushing it lightly.
"That means he considers you as his mate," Katelyn replied in amusement. "Brother Gabriel had lots of casual relationships in the past, as far as I know. But he never took interest in an omega. There must be something about you that made Brother Gabriel choose you."
Amelie didn’t know what to even answer in such a situation. So, she remained quiet.
"Which pack do you belong to?" Katelyn asked.
Then, King Raidan’s tone shifted, more personal now. "What about Ewan? When will he be brought here? You’re not torturing him, are you?"
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