After breakfast.
Javier walked toward his father's private study, the girls following closely behind him.
They noticed Varrick standing outside the huge double doors.
"You are late, Prince Javier."
"Mm…" Javier clasped his hands behind his back and glanced at Varrick. "Yes. I had matters to attend to."
"If you say so, Your Highness." Varrick placed his palm over his left chest and bowed slightly. He knocked on the door three times, and it swung open.
"After you, Your Highness."
"Mm." Javier nodded and walked slowly into the room, his posture straight, his movements measured and calm, every step carrying the quiet authority of a prince.
The others were about to follow when Varrick raised his palm. "Official duty. Prince Javier's partners are not required for administrative proceedings. I suggest you all take this time to rest."
Liana and Gloria glared hard at Varrick before Javier turned and glanced toward them, his hands still clasped behind his back.
