Samyra hovered her fingers over the landline number, the only way she could contact Alie. She dialed the number and kept her hand on the balustrade, hoping the call would be answered.
A servant answered the call.
"Hello, I am Samyra Conley. Can I talk to my daughter, Alie?" she humbly requested.
"I’m sorry, ma’am," the servant replied. "But Prince Gabriel has issued strict orders. Miss Alie is not to be disturbed by anyone affiliated with the Conley family."
Before Samyra could request her further, the line went dead.
She looked at the number in disbelief and brought her hand to her head, feeling guilty of her every action.
"Darling, what are you doing alone here in the balcony?" asked David as he stepped in there. He walked to Samyra and saw the phone in her hand. "Did you perhaps try to contact Alie again?" he inquired.
"I did," Samyra admitted. "I wanted to apologize. Lady Vinette also expressed a desire to see her. I thought... maybe it could be a way to show Alie that she still matters to us. That we still care."
David turned quiet, instead of giving her comfort.
"Don’t tell you think it was Alie’s fault," Samyra said.
"Wasn’t it? Why did she even do it before having any kind of commitnt?" David frowned. "Then, she ran off instead of coming to us," he muttered.
"And why do you think she ran off? Flora betrayed her. They both are sisters. I treated Alie badly because her oga rank always made feel humiliated. I never took it with pride and let the hatred grow inside her. David, we both forgot how much Alie ant for us since the day of her birth. We both ruined everything," Samyra said, her tears were on the verge of falling.
David placed his hands on her shoulders before hugging her. "Yes, we failed her. I–I will find a way to communicate with her. Because Prince Gabriel is involved, I am being cautious," he whispered, caressing his wife’s back. "But I promise I will make it possible that you can talk with Alie."
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"You aren’t sleeping, Gabriel," Casaio arched his eyebrow as he entered the study of his youngest brother while scanning his eyes through the shelf.
Gabriel pulled out the drawer and put the book inside it, which he had been reading.
"Why are you bothered about ? It’s not like you, Casaio. Do you need sothing? You used to blackmail , saying you would tell Mom if I didn’t listen to you," Gabriel chuckled.
"Aren’t such things common between siblings?" Casaio noticed how Gabriel hid a book inside the drawer of the desk before he could even check what he was reading. However, he didn’t bring it up.
"I don’t consider you and Dominick as my brothers," Gabriel clarified to him. "That’s why I even set the trap so that you both could die peacefully," he stated.
"Do you think I’ll believe your words?" Casaio chuckled. "Nevermind. I am not here to talk about the past," he said, pulling out the chair to sit on it.
Gabriel squinted his eyes, wondering what was Casaio’s mind.
"You did a marvelous job in catching Ewan. However, he told sothing which I wasn’t even expecting," he said.
"Nice," Gabriel murmured, not even focusing on what he was saying.
"He said he saw Alie and you in his vision," Casaio pronounced.
Gabriel lifted his eyes and t his gaze. "What are you trying to imply?" he asked.
"You know what I an," Casaio said.
"Speak clearly, not in riddles," Gabriel warned him.
"I think you two got a past connection. You lost Alie in your past life. Did you know about it?" Casaio inquired. "Is that why you were adamant to declare Alie as your mate?"
"Casaio, don’t put your nose into my life. I don’t like it. Also, whatever assumptions you are making, get a hold on them. I didn’t choose Alie because of what Ewan said," Gabriel declared with a stern tone.
He then leaned forward and continued, "And while we’re on the subject of personal lives. I’ve kept quiet long enough. You’re so busy ddling in mine, yet you continue to ignore your own. You’ve been in a relationship for over ten years, Casaio. Ten years, and still no real commitnt from her. Don’t you think it’s ti to ask yourself why?"
Casaio clenched his fists, feeling sudden anger.
"Maybe it’s ti you start focusing on your own life," Gabriel added, "Before you try to judge mine."
"Did you know all this ti about Zilia?" Casaio asked.
Gabriel didn’t even flinch. "Yes. I knew," he said bluntly. "You were the only fool blind to what she truly was, and what she wanted from you."
Casaio’s eyes hardened, but Gabriel leaned back in his chair with a bitter chuckle. "But why am I even bothering to explain? It’s your life, not mine."
"You should have told ," Casaio said, feeling hurt . "No matter what stood between us, you owed the truth. We’re brothers, Gabriel. We share sa blood. And I—I was a fool, hopelessly in love."
Gabriel exhaled slowly. "I don’t like ddling in your affairs. But now that you know what she’s done, you should act. Zilia committed a cri against the crown, against our bloodline. If Mother ever finds out..." He paused, locking eyes with Casaio. "She won’t hesitate to give the worst punishnt possible for her. What if Zilia finds out too that you know the truth about her?"
Casaio turned silent. He had asked himself the question when he found out the evidence of Zilia’s betrayal in her house. However, he was not strong enough to punish her. Because he loved her dearly and still did.
"Don’t make foolish decision because of a love, which Zilia never even respected. I warned you today. Don’t yell at later that I didn’t say anything to you," Gabriel said and locked the drawer on the desk before leaving his brother’s sight.
Casaio slamd the hand on the desk in anger.
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