Chapter 415

Thelma stood there, her gaze fixed on Gabriel, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of determination and longing. Gabriel, shackled and weary, looked up, confused. "Why are you here, Thelma?" he asked, his voice rough from exhaustion.

Thelma hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly, "Why? Do I need a reason?"

"Yes," Gabriel replied, his eyes narrowing. "Answer that. I'm sure your queen won't want you to be here."

"Yes, my mother would be furious," Thelma admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "But I don't care. I just care about you."

Gabriel's expression softened, but he was still cautious. "What?"

"Yes," she said, her eyes shining. "I care about you and... I want you to marry me."

Gabriel's eyes widened, disbelief written all over his face. "Marry you?"

Thelma took a step closer, her gaze unflinching. "Yes. Marry me. I can help you."

He stared at her silently, trying to read her intentions, but she continued, her voice pleading. "I promise you, Gabriel, if you marry me, I can vouch t
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