Liana entered the main dining room and paused, leaning lightly against the doorway. Her eyes softened as she spotted Javier at the grand table, flanked by two household maids.
It was amusing to watch him adopt a noble demeanor—his back perfectly straight, every movement slow and deliberate. One maid dabbed the corners of his mouth with a napkin while the other refilled his goblet with juice.
Suppressing a laugh, Liana crossed her arms, observing quietly until Javier's sharp gaze caught sight of her.
"Oh, Liana. It's good to see you,"
Liana smiled as she walked closer, the two maids turning to give her slight bows.
"I will take it from here," Liana said, her voice carrying her usual calm confidence. "You two can continue your duties elsewhere."
"Yes, Miss Liana," the maids replied in unison before retreating gracefully.
Taking their place, Liana stood beside Javier. "Enjoying the royal treatment, young master?"
