August's expression softened upon hearing Eilika's words, and for a moment, the usual sharpness in his eyes disappeared.
"August, you should return to Varos tomorrow and focus on your assignment," Damian advised calmly.
"But what of the message you—"
"He is already in my custody. You need not concern yourself with it," Damian assured him. "I appreciate your vigilance, but do not burden yourself with my affairs. Your priority must remain the life you are working so hard to build."
August studied him for a moment before giving a reluctant nod.
Just then, Eilika noticed a servant returning with the silver jar now filled with water.
"Very well. I shall rest for a while and join you both at midday," August replied before turning toward the guest chambers.
Eilika accepted the silver jar from the maid, offering her a quiet word of thanks before watching her leave.
Damian took his heavy travel cloak from Maurice and glanced toward his trusted attendant.
