The crackle of the fireplace was the only sound in the grand living room until Raidan’s footsteps broke the silence. He lowered himself into the velvet chair.
"Did the Queen get any news regarding Flora?" he asked.
Mabel settled into the chair across from him as she slowly shook her head. "The last I heard from Casaio was that she was still under treatment. The healers are doing everything they can, but the situation is delicate."
A servant stepped forward with silent grace, bowing low before placing a tea tray on the table between them. With a small gesture from Mabel, the servant retreated, leaving the royal couple to their privacy. Mabel began the familiar ritual of preparing the tea.
"Both Gabriel and Amelie have new troubles in their way," Mabel murmured as she handed a cup of the green tea to the Alpha King.
Raidan took a slow breath, blowing softly over the surface of the tea before taking a sip. He set the cup back onto its saucer and met the Queen’s gaze.
"Who doesn’t have troubles in their lives, Mabel?" he said. "Life is never a smooth path. Sufferings are the fires that forge us, and our children are more than capable of fighting through them. They have the strength of our blood." He reached out, his hand momentarily covering hers. "For now, all we can do is hold the line and pray that Flora wakes up soon."
Mabel nodded, a small smile touching her lips as she found comfort in the Alpha King’s words.
"I talked with William Nightshade earlier today," Raidan began, his voice softening as the conversation shifted to their daughter. "The priest has finalized the auspicious dates, so I’ve requested that he and Sage come to the palace soon so we can finalize the arrangements together."
"It is for the best that both families are present to decide," Mabel agreed. "Can you truly believe it, Raidan? Our daughter has grown so much that she is already on the verge of marriage." Her eyes suddenly shimmered with unshed tears. "Ever since she left to work in San Ravendale, the palace has felt a bit empty. And a bit too quiet."
"I agree," Raidan replied with a nod. "I still remember the day Katelyn was born. She was the most serene infant, the quietest child we had. Unlike Gabriel." He let out a sudden, hearty laugh. "He was the wildest of the lot. I recall him crying loud enough to shake the palace walls."
Mabel forced a smile to match his, but the mention of Gabriel’s childhood caused a sharp pang in her chest. The memory of his cries didn’t bring her joy; instead, it brought back the cold reality of how she had treated him in the years that followed. She had been unnecessarily cruel to her own son, pushing him away when he likely needed her most.
Once again, her past actions began to throb behind her temples. She knew that dwelling on her regrets would only bring a heart ache, so she took a long sip of her tea, trying to wash such memories away.
Suddenly, the phone bell’s rang loudly and Raidan quickly took it out from his pocket.
"It’s Casaio," he said, quickly answering the call and putting it on the speaker.
"Dad, good evening," Casaio’s voice came through.
"Good evening. Give me the news, how is Flora?" Raidan asked, leaning forward as Mabel watched him with anxious eyes.
"Flora has been saved, Dad. The transfusion worked, but..." Casaio trailed off, the sound of a sharp, shaky breath audible over the line. "She’s slipped into a coma. The healers and doctors have no idea when she’ll wake up. It’s chaos here, and Gabriel is being blamed for everything."
"What? Why would Gabriel be to blame?" Raidan’s voice rose, his protective instincts flaring. "What exactly did he do?"
"He’s the one who suggested using Flora as bait to lure Alex out," Casaio admitted, his voice dropping an octave as if afraid of being overheard. "There was a delay, and he didn’t reach her in time. I have to go, Dad, things are getting heated here. I’ll talk to you later."

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