"Grandma, your hands are very cold," Amelie said tenderly, holding Ravenna’s hands and rubbing them gently for warmth. After the morning breakfast, she had insisted on taking the grandmother for a slow stroll in the garden, leaving Noah safely with Gabriel.
"And yours are wonderfully warm, child," Ravenna stated, her voice quiet but firm. "Carlos will help you from here onward. He has a duty to you, and he knows it. The curses were formed using your and Gabriel’s respective bloods, making them intimately connected to your life force."
"Grandma, I don’t want Carlos to be in trouble or danger," Amelie asserted, her brow furrowed with worry. "In the past, the High Priest gave his life saving us. Ophelia took his life as well in her vengeance."
"Time has changed a lot of things, Amelie," Ravenna answered, her gaze steady. "Ophelia might have lived for so long and gathered dark energy across the years to keep herself shielded, but that doesn’t mean she will win this time. I agree she is powerful, but never underestimate the power of true love; it works its own kind of magic."
Ravenna paused, squeezing Amelie’s hand. "In the past, you two were fated to be separated by that malicious act. But in this life, you two are meant to stay together forever."
The old woman’s resolute words brought a deep, steady comfort to Amelie’s heart.
Amelie stood up and moved to the back of the wheelchair before gently pushing it forward, continuing their slow stroll down the path. They hadn’t gone too far when Carlos hurried to catch up with them.
"Grandma, Amelie, look what I have brought," Carlos said cheerfully, holding up a small basket filled with medlars that were farm fresh. He carefully lowered himself onto his knees beside the wheelchair and made Ravenna eat one of the unique fruits. He then offered some to Amelie, who thanked him warmly.
Carlos, too, tasted one of the fruits and glanced up at the bright, peaceful sky.
"Did you meet Mona?" Ravenna asked him suddenly.
"No. Why should I meet her, Grandma?" Carlos gazed at her confusedly.
"How could you forget? You promised her you would meet her today to teach her potion making," Ravenna replied.
"Ah, I did that a few days ago," Carlos admitted, waving off the commitment. "But then you fell sick. I am not leaving your side until you are well," he insisted, placing his hand over hers. "She can learn it from Aunt Ziana for now," he added.
"You’re very good at healing potions, Carlos. Just help her with it," Ravenna opined gently. "Else, that girl will complain again. Besides, I have Amelie, Gabriel, and Karmen right here. You don’t have to be worried about me constantly."
Carlos didn’t say anything, keeping a stubborn expression, and Amelie instantly understood that he simply didn’t wish to leave his grandmother’s side, regardless of the promise or the minor task.
"Grandma, he will teach her later," Amelie stated, stepping in to ease the tension. "For now, let’s go ahead! I can see some beautiful apple orchards from here, and I am eager to have some fresh fruit." She pointed toward a section of the garden, successfully distracting them both.
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"Noah was not letting me change his diaper," Karmen complained to Gabriel as he watched the Alpha Prince skillfully handle the toddler. "Does he hate me? He was weeping so loudly I felt I would go deaf."
Karmen simply gazed at the Alpha Prince, wondering internally, ’But Noah isn’t even biologically yours. Yet, you find so much happiness and devotion in all this. Was Gabriel always like this? I didn’t know he had such a big heart beneath the hard exterior.’
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