Armand Estate.
Main Corridor.
Javier grumbled as he trudged along the corridor, his footsteps echoing lazily through the marble hall. Both hands buried deep in his pockets.
He let out a long, theatrical sigh.
"Why do I have to be called to this meeting? Ugh… I was right in the middle of crafting the next cylinder part for that thing," he muttered, eyes half-lidded with annoyance.
"And now Father suddenly calls an emergency meeting? This is going to be a pain in the ass…"
A few steps behind him, Liana and Gloria exchanged amused glances. Their soft steps were so synchronized they barely made a sound.
Gloria smiled behind her hand. "Young Master~ we'd love to see you say that in front of Lord Garius."
Liana giggled lightly, her calm voice carrying a teasing edge. "Please, do enlighten us. I'll prepare your last will and testament in advance."
Javier stopped mid-step, turning his head just enough to glare at them over his shoulder. "Do you both want me to die early?"
