Asher's comfortable sunbathing, with the rhythmic sound of the waves serving as the perfect background music, was abruptly disrupted by the crunching sound of footsteps on sand.
A guard, armored with a sheen that reflected the sunlight, approached with a slight hesitance evident in his gait.
"Your Highness," he began, bowing respectfully,"I apologize for the disturbance. Young Lord Edmund, Young Lady Zephyrine, Young Lord Thaddaeus, and Young Lord Ignatius wish to speak with you."
Asher tilted his head slightly, eyes narrowing as he caught the sight of the four figures standing a distance away.
Edmund was standing at the front, wearing pants and casual outerwear, showing off his abs with a subtle smile hanging on his lips while being flanked by Ignatius and Thaddaeus.
