An hour later.
Arceus and Wester departed together.
This time… not as Lord and subordinate. Nor as House Lord and fugitive. But simply… a son walking beside his father.
Kiara stood at the entrance of Nexus Weapon Store, watching the carriage gradually disappear into the distance. A small smile rested upon her lips.
"Looks like… everything worked out."
Scarlett smiled beside her.
"It did."
After a pause, the Princess added, with a teasing tone, "By the way, your little sunshine is quite a gentle soul."
"Hey..." Kiara sharply turned to her, crossing her arms. "Only I can call him that."
"Awww... you look so cute when you act possessive… It makes me want to pinch your cheeks..."
"Stop it." Kiara flushed red.
Scarlett chucked, shaking her head.
A while later;
From the second-floor window of Silver Manor… a pair of calm eyes quietly observed the returning carriage.
