Lucien didn't find Leia at the dinner table that night. Instead of going to her room to call her down, he simply instructed one of the maids to deliver her dinner.
"One small comment and she's upset," he muttered with a frustrated chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck as he turned away.
The next morning, after returning from his early run, Lucien overheard the servants talking in hushed, amused voices.
"Miss Leia is in the kitchen today. She insisted on cooking breakfast herself," one of them said.
Lucien made no remark. He walked past them silently and headed straight to his room. After a long shower, he changed into his custom-tailored suit and descended the staircase, only to find an unexpected yet familiar scene in the living room.
His brothers had returned.
But it wasn't just their sudden presence that caught his attention. It was Leia, standing among them, wearing an apron and laughing softly.
