"Honey… we can't do that…" Garius tried to persuade Francesca, but Francesca's glare cut him short.
"No. I want my Honey Bun to be ready. We never know what the future holds."
Garius exhaled in defeat, raising both hands in surrender. "Fine, fine… but at least let me handle the audience with Kayra today."
Francesca's smile returned. "No. Let our youngest handle it. I want to see how good my Honey Bun really is~"
"W…what? Honey… don't you think…"
"No~ If he chooses the wrong path, you can always step in and guide him. But let him try first."
Garius exhaled slowly and looked toward Alf.
"It is as Lady Francesca says, Your Majesty," Alf said calmly. "I believe we should see how Prince Javier handles the matter."
"Very well." Garius smiled, his gaze softening as he met Francesca's eyes. "I'll let our son conduct the audience with Lady Kayra."
Garius turned to Alf.
"Alf?"
"Yes, Your Majesty?" Alf stepped forward, bowing slightly.
