"What is it?" Idris asked curiously, his eyes widening as Gabriel handed him a small box.
"You'll have to see for yourself," Gabriel replied.
Idris carefully untied the knot and lifted the lid. Inside, nestled against the dark fabric, was a silver ring crowned with a polished emerald stone. His lips parted in awe.
Amelie leaned closer, her eyes catching the gleam of the gem. "Wait… isn't that the emblem of the three Sinclair brothers?" she asked in surprise.
Gabriel nodded. "It is," he confirmed. His voice carried both pride and sincerity. "Idris may not be a Sinclair by blood, but to us, he is one of us now. I wanted him to have this, not as a token of duty, but as a sign of belonging."
Idris's small hands trembled slightly as he picked up the ring. With a beaming smile, he slipped it onto the pointer finger of his left hand. The emerald caught the light, glimmering like a promise.
