"What? So much happened while I was asleep?" Amelie gasped, her eyes wide as Gabriel finished recounting the day's events.

Beside her, Noah was blissfully unaware of the tension, his tiny hands gripped tightly around the handle of his milk bottle.

"I hadn't heard a word of this, either," Zilia added, her brow furrowed. "When did it come to light?"

"Yesterday," Gabriel explained, his voice steady. "Karmen and Aisha found the little one, Rosy, abandoned in the forests near the Great Waterfall."

Zilia's expression hardened. "You made the right call, Gabriel. What Elias did to Nayra and Rosy is unforgivable. He doesn't deserve them, not even if he begs for forgiveness."

Amelie grew quiet, her gaze drifting down to where Noah sat nestled beside her on the sofa. A shiver ran through her as the weight of the story hit home. "If I hadn't found you that night, Gabriel... I hate to think what would have become of us."

"We were fated to meet," Gabriel said, his voice soft. "I would have found you eventually."

Zilia smiled at the quiet affection between them. "Dinner is ready," she announced, before pausing. "By the way, I thought Noah would be starting on solids by now?"

"The doctor advised against it; his system isn't quite ready," Amelie explained. "Some pups start solids early, but he's not there yet. So, we're sticking to milk for now." She placed her hand over his tiny one, gently encouraging him to finish his bottle.

Turning toward the attendant, she added, "Ashna, please make sure he finishes all of it."

Ashna nodded, ready to watch the baby. The trio moved to the dining hall, leaving Noah under her supervision.

As they settled into their meal, Amelie remembered the offer Juniper had presented earlier that day. She brought it up to Gabriel, who looked surprised by the suggestion.

"He's still quite young for this," Gabriel said, considering the logistics. "But he might enjoy it. He always gets genuinely excited whenever you put him in new clothes."

Zilia chimed in, "It would be Noah's first shoot for a brand just getting started. It's an interesting opportunity for both."

"I agree," Amelie said. "I think we should do it. Juniper didn't press me, but I could tell how much this project means to her. I'd like to support her. But I wanted to ask you about it."

Gabriel smiled. "I am with your decision."

Amelie got happy. "I'm so excited. I'll call Juniper in the morning to tell her about it."

"Sure," Gabriel nodded, telling them they should start eating before the food would get cold.

~~~~~

Juniper slid her shoulder bag off, setting it onto the chair as Chelsea handed her the project proposal.

"The manager is asking if you've received an answer from Prince Gabriel and his wife regarding the little Prince," Chelsea said, her tone urgent. "Senior management wants a final response by this afternoon. If we don't have confirmation by then, they're going to withhold approval; they view the project as too high-risk without someone of Prince Noah's profile to promote it."

Juniper pulled her phone from her bag and stepped into the quiet lobby. Her thumb hovered over Amelie's contact for a moment; the weight of the proposal made her hesitate. She took a steadying breath, dialed, and paced the floor while the line connected.

"Amelie? Sorry to disturb you," Juniper began, her voice tight. "Have you had a chance to reach a decision?"

"I'm already outside your building, June. Can you come out?" Amelie replied.

"Of course." Juniper ended the call and hurried toward the exit. Stepping outside, she found Amelie with Noah in a carrier, Gabriel standing guard beside her.

A broad smile spread across Juniper's face. Amelie waved, and Noah kicked his legs, letting out an excited squeal the moment he spotted her.

Juniper reached them in a few strides, greeting Amelie with a quick side-hug and offering a respectful nod to Gabriel. She reached out to take Noah's tiny hand, receiving a wide, one-toothed grin in return.

"We wanted to deliver our answer in person," Amelie said, glancing at her husband before looking back at Juniper. "Gabriel and I are happy to sign Noah on for the project."

"Wonderful! Let's head in," Juniper said, her face lighting up.

They walked straight to Manager Angela's office, who rose to greet them with a welcoming smile. She quickly placed a call to order refreshments before sitting back down.

"I am honored that you've shown interest in a brand that hasn't even launched yet," Angela said, keeping her tone professional. "But did Juniper mention that we don't have a large budget approved for this?"

"This company falls under my holdings, so budget is not an issue. I am surprised that the higher ups didn't approve of it," Gabriel stated plainly. He glanced at Amelie before continuing. "We believe Noah would enjoy the work, but we have one requirement. We want twenty percent of the profits from his endorsements to be donated to public works, specifically for struggling mothers and their children. Include that clause in the contract."

Angela nodded, agreeing to contact the senior board immediately.

"I will review the proposal myself," Gabriel stated, looking at Juniper. "I am the senior-most authority on this matter."

Juniper nodded and hurried out of the office. The moment she stepped into the hallway, her colleagues crowded around her.

"Was that really Prince Gabriel? With Princess Amelie and their son?" one whispered, eyes wide. "They look every bit as royal as the stories say. We've never been this close to them before."

"Did you see the little Prince?" another added, beaming. "He is absolutely adorable."

"They have asked for the proposal. I'll be back shortly," Juniper stated and excused herself, taking the file inside.

After a few minutes, she returned to her seat.

"Prince Gabriel indeed have violet eyes."

"And he's so tall."

Juniper heard the female colleagues gossiping while feeling envious of Amelie for having Gabriel. Hardly they knew it wasn't easy for them to be together. But what made her happy was Amelie considered her request.

'I never thought she would be the one who will be the kindest to me.'