"Was that a call from the palace?" Samyra asked, her voice laced with concern as she noticed the horrified expression on her husband’s face.
David slowly nodded. "Yes. It was the Luna Queen."
Samyra’s heart dropped. "What did she say?"
"She told me to come to the palace... and take our daughter away," David replied grimly.
"What?" Samyra gasped, her eyes widening. "Don’t tell me Amelie is there."
"She is," David confirmed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "And from the Queen’s tone, she seemed to be furious. I can’t waste any time. I’ll leave for the capital immediately."
"Sure... I just can’t believe Amelie ended up there," Samyra muttered, furrowing her brows in confusion. "But why would she do that?"
"Who knows what was going through her mind?" David said with a heavy sigh as he walked to the cupboard. "This girl has brought nothing but ruin to us. First, she falsely accused Alex, and now this mess..."
He pulled out a duffle bag and glanced at her. "Pack a pair of clothes for me. And please tell the driver to be ready."
Samyra nodded silently, watching her husband disappear into the washroom. She quickly packed the duffle bag while her thoughts raced.
A few minutes later, David emerged in a formal outfit . He picked up his phone from the table, scrolling through the flight options.
"Not a single seat is available," he muttered in frustration. "I’ll have to reach there by car. If I leave now, I should reach the capital by the morning."
"Should I come with you?" Samyra asked.
David shook his head, taking the duffle bag from her hands. "No. Just stay home. I’ll handle everything there."
Samyra hesitated, then quietly handed David his wallet and a neatly folded handkerchief. Together, they made their way to the foyer of the mansion.
At the doorway, she watched as David stepped into the car. Before the engine started, he glanced back and gestured gently. "Go inside. It’s cold," he said with a faint smile.
But Samyra didn’t move. She simply stood there. She lifted her hand and waved slowly as the car pulled away from the driveway.
"I hope everything goes well," Samyra whispered before walking back into the mansion.
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Amelie stirred awake to the soft chorus of birds chirping from the balcony. Blinking, she slowly took in her surroundings. A moment later, her eyes drifted down.
Gabriel lay close whose face was resting near her chest. One of her hands was curled protectively above his head, fingers loosely entangled in his hair. A flush of heat crept up her neck as she realized how close they were.
Carefully, Amelie shifted her hand away, inch by inch, making sure not to wake him. Once free, she sat up slowly, brushing a few strands of hair behind her ear as she looked at him.
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