Mabel's brows furrowed as her gaze fell on the servant carrying two cabin bags.
"What are those?" she asked sharply.
"Your Majesty," the servant replied with a respectful bow, "Prince Gabriel and his mate are preparing to return to San Ravendale."
"At this hour?" Mabel's eyes narrowed in surprise as she glanced around, noting their absence. "Where are they now?"
"They are on their way, Your Majesty," the servant replied, bowing slightly before continuing toward the foyer, dragging the cabin bags with him. Outside, a vehicle already stood ready and a driver stood outside it.
Moments later, Gabriel and Amelie entered the main hall. Mabel turned to face them with a composed expression.
"You both could have stayed here for the rest of the week," she said, her voice carrying a rare note of humility.
