Elian let out a soft laugh, gently pushing Izan away. "You're going to ruin my makeup."
Izan smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Are you sure you're meeting a relative and not a secret lover?"
Elian swatted him playfully on the chest. "Stop it, or I'll make Niko escort me instead."
Niko, who had been observing their exchange with an amused grin, held up his hands. "Oh, no. I'm not getting in the middle of this."
Aria chuckled, shaking her head. "You two are impossible."
The room buzzed with warmth and lightheartedness as Niko and Aria finished adjusting Elian's outfit. Izan watched patiently, his gaze never leaving Elian. When they were done, Izan extended his hand.
"Shall we?" he asked, his tone gentle. "We don't want to keep your brother waiting."
Elian hesitated for a moment before slipping his hand into Izan's. His fingers tightened slightly around Izan's arm as he exhaled a shaky breath. "Let's go."
