The journey continued smoothly, with the convoy steadily making its way along the quiet roads until they finally arrived at the grand Armand family house outside the capital city.
As the carriages came to a stop, the elite guards quickly took their positions, securing the area while the maids helped the family members get out.
Lord Garius stepped out of the main carriage, his sharp gaze scanning the surroundings before he addressed one of the waiting household maids. "Where are my sons, Marcellus and Cedric?"
The maid bowed politely, her tone professional. "My lord, they are currently... drunk."
Garius sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Haaa... they didn't even bother to attend the event to watch. Where are they now?"
"They are both in their rooms, my lord," the maid replied, a hint of embarrassment in her voice.
