"Young master~" Gloria cooed sweetly, her voice melodic as always.
But Javier didn't react.
He was still hunched forward on the bench, elbows on knees, both hands gripping his head.
"Ugh… dumb plan… stupid bratty princess… why do I have to… what do I even say to Heres… picnic? sword lesson?Ahhh—!"
Gloria tilted her head, puzzled.
What's gotten into him?
She glanced at Liana, who was standing just a few steps behind him, arms folded, expression calm, but with a faint knowing smile tugging at her lips.
Curious, Gloria walked up beside her. Liana, noticing her presence, leaned in gracefully and whispered something close to her ear.
Gloria blinked once. Then twice.
Her lips curled into a sly smile.
She leaned close to Liana's ear and whispered something back.
Liana's eyes widened for a moment, and then her own smile returned. A sly, mischievous smile.
The two exchanged a single glance.
Liana leaned toward Gloria, her voice barely a whisper.
