Ashna was cleaning the surface of the coffee table in the grand drawing-room when a voice froze her in place.
"Where’s the ring that Amelie keeps wearing?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
She straightened immediately with the cloth clutched in her hand and bowed.
"Pardon me, Your Highness," Ashna said that betrayed none of her sudden anxiety. "But what kind of ring are you talking about?"
Gabriel did not reply immediately as he studied her for a moment. His eyes were now narrowed with suspicion.
"Who is allowed to freely move in this chamber’s rooms, except for you?" Gabriel questioned with a sudden fury. "How can you know nothing about the lady you serve?"
"Gabriel!"
Amelie’s voice cut through the tension. "I found the ring," she announced and then turned her gaze to Ashna. "I apologize to you, Ashna, on my husband’s behalf."
Ashna didn’t raise her head or utter a word. She simply held her silent gaze, maintaining the perfect posture of a servant waiting for dismissal.
"Where did you find it?" Gabriel asked, his anger instantly dissolving as he crossed the room in three strides to reach Amelie.
She lifted her hand, pulling a platinum band, the very one he’d placed on her middle finger. "It was in the tiny space between the floor and the dressing table. I think it just fell down and rolled there," Amelie explained, her eyes meeting his pointedly. "You should say sorry to Ashna."
Gabriel’s jaw tightened. He wasn’t accustomed to offering apologies, particularly not to a member of the domestic staff, and the unfamiliar sensation of yielding chafed against his pride. His dark brows drew together in a hard furrow over his eyes.
"Say it," Amelie insisted, her voice dropping to a low, non-negotiable murmur. "You got angry at her for no reason."
Ashna, still maintaining her respectful gaze. "It’s alright, my lady. I should have been careful—"
Gabriel cut her off, the words forced past his lips, yet carrying a weight of sincerity that surprised even him. "I apologize for my sudden outburst. Please forgive me." The relief of finding the ring was replaced by a sting of shame; he had allowed fear to dictate his temper. He had been so consumed with the worry that someone in the palace was involved with Ophelia that he had grossly misjudged the loyal maid.
Amelie offered Gabriel a faint, knowing smile before turning her gentle attention back to Ashna. "Ashna, I hope you forgive him," she said, her tone softening before giving a command, "Please, could you check on Noah? She’s currently sleeping in the room. Gabriel and I have something important we need to check on immediately."
Ashna finally raised her eyes, meeting Amelie’s gaze briefly with a look of understanding. "As you wish, My Lady." With a final, swift curtsy, she turned and went to the bedroom, leaving them alone.
"Scold me," Amelie said. "I lost it," she whispered, inserting the ring in his middle finger.

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