Javier's amber eyes sparkled with a mix of playfulness and sincerity as he said, "Liana, when I turn 18, let's get married."
Liana blinked, keeping her calm even with his sudden declaration. She had heard this many times before, but it always surprised her. "Not this again, young master," she replied with a sigh, her voice steady but tired. "You know I'm your maid, and you're a noble. It's just not possible."
"Haah... like I care," Javier said with a mischievous grin, his laughter filling the air.
She shook her head, her tone gentle but firm. "We'll talk about it when you're an adult, young master. For now, focus on growing up."
Javier just laughed again, unfazed. "Don't worry, Liana. I'm serious this time."
