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Caius, confused and cautious, pushes his brother for an answer, his gaze fixed on his brother.
Caius: What are you saying?
Linus quickly turned his back to Caius, avoiding his piercing stare. It was clear he was hiding something. Instead of explaining further, Linus left him with a vague and cryptic message.
Linus: Julg won’t be your ally. I think you should use your time more wisely.
Caius stood still, watching as Linus walked away, his brother’s retreating figure offering nothing more than a curt wave. Caius chose not to chase after him, his mind now preoccupied with Linus’ warning.
The scene shifts to a different manor. Standing outside Julg’s house, Caius stood by the carriage, his visit once again cut short. A butler bowed respectfully to his King as Caius prepared to leave.
Caius (with quiet resolve): I’ll come again.
As the carriage rolled away, Julg watched from the window, his eyes fixed on his friend’s reluctant departure. A soft voice from behind broke his concentration, pulling his attention back to the present.
Lamilan (gently): Honey.
Caius, confused and cautious, pushes his brother for an answer, his gaze fixed on his brother.
Caius: What are you saying?
Linus quickly turned his back to Caius, avoiding his piercing stare. It was clear he was hiding something. Instead of explaining further, Linus left him with a vague and cryptic message.
Linus: Julg won’t be your ally. I think you should use your time more wisely.
Caius stood still, watching as Linus walked away, his brother’s retreating figure offering nothing more than a curt wave. Caius chose not to chase after him, his mind now preoccupied with Linus’ warning.
The scene shifts to a different manor. Standing outside Julg’s house, Caius stood by the carriage, his visit once again cut short. A butler bowed respectfully to his King as Caius prepared to leave.
Caius (with quiet resolve): I’ll come again.
As the carriage rolled away, Julg watched from the window, his eyes fixed on his friend’s reluctant departure. A soft voice from behind broke his concentration, pulling his attention back to the present.
Lamilan (gently): Honey.
your mind is asking for my love and you just need to hear it...
(I'm very opinionated and will rant so if you've seen my comments, I'm sure you'll see me more)