As Gabriel and Amelie finished their breakfast, a servant approached and bowed slightly. "Princess Katelyn has arrived and is waiting in the living room."
The two exchanged a quick glance before rising from their seats. Together, they made their way to the living room, where Katelyn stood up from the couch upon seeing them.
"Amelie, I came to see you," Katelyn said warmly. "Would you help me choose an outfit for the evening gala?"
Before Amelie could respond, Gabriel's voice cut in. "If you're thinking of taking her to the main palace, then don't." He stepped slightly in front of Amelie and his gaze locked with Katelyn's. "Anywhere but not there."
"Then I'll ask my attendant to bring the dresses here," Katelyn said, pulling her phone from her pocket. Gabriel didn't respond, though his sharp gaze briefly flicked toward the door as he sensed his beta's presence.
"I'll return shortly," he told Amelie gently, then stepped out of the living room.
