Javier dusted himself off, standing tall despite the blood trickling from his nose. His eyes sparkled as he scanned the yard for his Pekkos.
Liana exhaled and glanced at Javier.
What a weirdo. Any other noble child would've run crying to their mother after a fall like that, and yet this young master of mine is just grinning from ear to ear as if nothing happened.
She glanced at him again.
Not just this, but his behavior too. He's a bit weirder than his siblings. He carries himself with a maturity beyond his years. Not just his height, but the way he faces challenges. He doesn't flinch, doesn't complain. He just gets back up and keeps going.
"Liana, look at them!" he exclaimed, pointing at the brightly colored birds pecking in their makeshift pen.
She couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm.
"Young master," she said, walking over. "You're bleeding."
"Huh?" He blinked. "Where?"
