August stepped down from his carriage, his eyes sweeping over the facade of Varos administration building.
Just as he turned to make his way inside for his meeting with the Duke, the low rumble of an engine caught his attention, and he paused, watching a motorcar sweep through the main gates.
"Wait! Was that Prince August?" Eilika asked, quickly turning her head toward the window to catch a clearer glimpse.
Before she could be certain, however, her line of sight was cut off as a member of the security detail stepped directly into her view, obscuring the figure.
"Where?" Damian asked, shifting his gaze slightly toward the courtyard. "I suspect you are mistaken, Duchess. For what reason would August come to Varos? He has no business here."
