Javier strolled happily along the road, sitting on Buddy's strong back. There was no need to hurry. He hummed a cheerful tune, swaying to the rhythm of his own song. Buddy matched his energy, squawking melodically and walking with a proud bounce.
Buddy's strut was quite a sight—his sturdy legs marched as if to say, "I own this road!" His chest was puffed out, and his head bobbed with each step. Occasionally, he tilted his beak up, showing off his new scarf, which made the guards behind them chuckle.
Behind them, Liana followed on Pikko, her expression a mix of fondness and exasperation. She sat up straight on her mount, but sometimes she sighed at the young master's antics.
Further back, Gloria and the other maids rode properly, keeping a good formation while the guards rode protectively next to them.
"Liana?" Javier called out, breaking the peaceful silence of their ride.
