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"Tell him I’m resting. Co later," Gabriel said in a loud enough voice that Lester simply walked away from the door.

"Why did you lie?" Alie turned around, holding his gaze.

"I don’t want any disturbance. It annoys ," Gabriel said, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. He drew her close, his arms wrapping securely around her. He opened his eyes, guiding them slowly toward the bed.

His hand cupped her cheek, and his thumb brushed her lower lip before his tongue traced the soft outline of her mouth. Alie’s breath hitched, and slowly, she parted her lips for him, her fingers clutching the front of the bathrobe he had put on as the heat between them blood.

Gabriel sat on the bed with Alie resting in his lap. His fingers threaded through her hair, gently angling her head as he kissed her to his heart’s content.

A low groan escaped him when her cool hand brushed against his bare chest, the knot on his bathrobe already loosened. Breathless, they finally paused, their eyes locking in the dim light.

"Karn must be worried about you. That’s why he ca to check," Alie whispered.

"I know," Gabriel murmured, his lips trailing to the middle of her neck, then lower to her collarbone, kissing her skin in slow devotion. "But I want to be with you. Everything else can wait."

A soft sigh left his lips. "Your pheromones... they feel stronger today. Do you feel it too?" he asked, lifting his head, his violet gaze searching hers.

Then, resting his face against her neck, his voice turned a bit more serious. "You were scared when I fainted, weren’t you? Did you think it was because of you? I hope you didn’t."

"Of course, I was scared," Alie said. "You were all fine. Then, suddenly you fainted," she murmured.

"It won’t happen again," Gabriel said, hugging her tightly.

~~~~

Idris glanced at the table prepared for him. "Did Sister Alie not co?" he asked Dane.

"No," Dane replied with a slight bow. "Her Highness is with Prince Gabriel. Sothing happened last night, so they couldn’t co."

He gestured toward the food. "Please, go ahead and have your breakfast."

"I see," Idris replied, quietly taking a seat. ’I hope they’re alright,’ he thought, lifting his spoon, ready to savor the soup.

Just then, a soft, familiar voice reached his ears. His head shot up, eyes lighting with joy as he saw her.

He imdiately stood and bowed. "Sister Alie!" he bead. "I thought you wouldn’t co. Brother Dane said... you couldn’t, for so reason," he added in a whisper.

"Alie never breaks her promises," ca Gabriel’s voice as he stepped in beside her.

Idris bowed respectfully to him.

"Co, sit down," Gabriel said, pulling out a chair for Alie.

"You too, Idris. Let’s start our breakfast then," Alie said gently, her tone as kind as ever.

Idris nodded and quietly took his seat after Gabriel settled beside Alie. Dane soon returned with more dishes, carefully placing them on the table.

"Sister Alie, are you free today? If you are, can we play together again?" Idris asked, his eyes hopeful and full of anticipation.

Before Alie could respond, Gabriel leaned back slightly and smirked. "Sorry, Champ. Alie’s already busy. She has to take care of today," he said with a teasing glance at her.

Idris’s shoulders slumped a little, but he perked up again quickly. "Oh... then how about tomorrow?"

Alie reached out to gently pat his hand. "I’ll co visit you in the evening. I promise."

A bright smile lit up Idris’s face, his eyes shining with excitent. "Thank you! I’ll be waiting for you."

"But in the evening we are supposed to–"

"Gabriel will also co to play with us," Alie said.

"That will be fun," Idris said softly and lowered his gaze, focusing on his food as he began to eat.

Gabriel and Alie fell into a comfortable silence, quietly finishing their breakfast. Once they were done, Idris looked up and said with a small smile, "Thank you for having breakfast with ."

Alie returned his smile warmly. "What will you do after this?"

Before Idris could answer, Casaio’s firm voice resonated through the room. "I have to take Idris sowhere."

By then, Dane had already cleared the table, wheeling away the food trolley, leaving them alone in the room.

Idris imdiately stood and bowed deeply toward Gabriel, his head remaining low out of respect for the eldest prince until Gabriel gestured for him to relax.

"Where do you have to take him?" Gabriel asked, his tone neutral but curious.

"Sowhere," Casaio replied vaguely. "I’ll explain it later. You should focus on your recovery for now," he added with a note of insistence.

"Hmm," Gabriel responded, unconvinced but unwilling to press further.

"Am I going to see my sister?" Idris asked, his eyes lighting up with cautious hope.

Casaio shook his head gently. "No. You’re going to help with sothing important, Idris."

"Alright," Idris said with a nod. "I’ll put on my shoes. Please wait a mont." With that, he walked out of the room.

The mont he was out of their sight, Gabriel turned to Casaio, his brow furrowed. "Don’t tell you’re planning to use a kid as bait to lure him outside."

"It’s not that," Casaio replied, his expression unreadable. "It’s sothing else, which I can’t discuss right now."

Gabriel narrowed his eyes slightly but said nothing more.

"If possible," Alie said gently, "let Idris et his sister. They’ve both endured more than enough over the years. I know Zilia may not deserve anyone’s sympathy... but she wasn’t entirely at fault. Everything she did to protect her brother from the wrong people around her."

Casaio looked at her for a long mont, then gave a barely perceptible nod.

"I know. But it is not as easy as you think, Alie," Casaio said.

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