Casaio placed a hand gently on Gabriel's shoulder, only for Gabriel to coldly shrug it off.
"Did you inform our parents?" Gabriel asked, his tone clipped and accusatory.
"I didn't," Casaio replied, shaking his head.
Before either of them could speak further, Amelie stepped forward, her voice calm yet firm. "I need to speak with you in private," she said to Gabriel and began ascending the stairs without waiting for his response.
Samyra watched her daughter with a quiet ache in her chest. She could see the exhaustion weighing on Amelie's face. *'The Queen still isn't accepting her, just like David feared,'* she thought grimly.
Katelyn approached Samyra with concern in her eyes. "Aunt, why don't you sit down? Or would you prefer I take you to the hospital?" she offered gently.
"I was thinking of going there with Amelie, Princess," Samyra murmured. "You need not trouble yourself."
