Meanwhile, at the Armand Border Wall Town...
Liana glanced up at the darkening sky, walking a half-step behind Javier as he strolled casually through the town square with his hands behind his head.
"Young Master?" she asked softly.
"Yes, Liana?" he replied, not even turning his head.
"The sky's nearly dark… shouldn't we start heading back to the estate now?"
Javier stopped for a moment and turned slightly with a lopsided grin. "Hmm? Ah... no. We'll be staying here." He glanced toward the guard tower above the border wall. "Two or three days, probably."
Liana blinked. "For what, Young Master?"
Javier stretched with a soft groan, turning toward the inn just beyond the marketplace. "Hmm? Oh... nothing important." He said casually. "Just make sure you and Gloria have your weapons ready. Keep them within arm's reach."
Liana narrowed her eyes, sensing the shift in his tone. "Why?"
Javier grinned—calm, confident, and just a little too quiet. "Because we're going hunting tonight."
