Javier sat on the edge of the stone path, his face still damp from frantic splashing. His breath was heavy as he tried to steady himself.
"Alright… just act normal. Maybe she won't even mention it…"
His eyes caught movement in the distance.
There she was.
Felicia, now dressed in a fresh, elegant royal day gown, her silver hair neatly tied back.
She was speaking softly with Commander Raikus and a maid, a normal, casual exchange, no signs of panic or embarrassment.
Then, she lifted her hand—a simple, deliberate wave.
The commander bowed slightly and stepped aside.
Her maid stayed nearby, quietly watching.
And Felicia…
Walked slowly toward him.
Graceful, deliberate steps.
Javier stiffened. His body jolted upright, nearly tripping over his own feet as he scrambled to his feet.
Ah… here comes the trouble.
He took a sharp breath, clenched his fists, and bowed deeply.
"Sorry!! I—I will take full responsibility!!"
He kept his head lowered, heart pounding.
