Meanwhile, in a quiet town nestled deep within the vast lands of the Beastkin Kingdom…
At a cozy outdoor tavern shaded by tall trees, Javier was seated at a sturdy wooden table, tearing into grilled meat with Liana, Gloria, Felicia, and the newest addition, Ferine.
The air was warm, filled with the scent of roasted spices and the faint laughter of merchants in the distance. The peaceful moment was occasionally interrupted by the sound of chaos at the nearby fruit stall—Buddy, Pikko, Peanut, and Felicia's still-unnamed Pekko were aggressively snatching fruit from baskets, ignoring the panicked vendor's cries.
Javier pretended not to see it, resting his cheek on his hand while chewing, eyes blankly following the ruckus. I'll pay later for what they eat.
Ferine, sitting nervously beside him, shifted in her seat. Her fingers fidgeted with her skirt hem before she softly asked.
"Umm… Can I ask something?"
Javier glanced her way, casually. "Hmm?"
