Javier glanced at her and noticed she was holding out a small scroll toward him. Her hand was steady, her fingers elegant, the parchment rolled tight and sealed with a faint, shimmering thread of gold. Her eyes remained fixed on the ocean, her expression calm and unreadable.
"What is this?"
Javier tilted his head, his hand extending to reach for the small scroll.
"Oh, hush, Honey Bun~ Just take it and read it. No need to ask so many questions~"
Javier took the scroll, settled back onto the long cushion, and rested his head against the armrest. He broke the seal and unrolled it, his eyes scanning the elegant script written across the parchment. His brow furrowed deeper with every line.
"But Mother... the timing..." He paused, his voice dropping. "It will clash with the upcoming legal dispute."
He glanced up at her, his confusion deepening.
"Does Father know about this?"
Fransesca glanced at him, her smile soft and knowing. She turned her gaze back toward the waves.
