A somber anticipation hung in the air as everyone prepared for the journey to Mbuzuoria. The twins, were focused but wore expressions shadowed with worry. As the preparations continued, they made their way to their chambers, where Amarok was methodically arranging their gear.
The twins slipped quietly into the room, watching Amarok for a moment before Lucian stepped forward and gently touched his shoulder. Amarok turned, his eyes softening as he looked at the two of them, a mixture of relief and concern on his face.
Julian reached for Amarok's hand, entwining their fingers. "We wanted to see you before we left," he murmured.
Amarok's gaze shifted between the two, his usual warmth dulled by worry. "I know things have been… heavy," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "You've been distant, both of you. But it's okay, I know how much finding Eirik means."
