"Excuse me, Young Master," Liana said suddenly, her tone calm but firm. "I have some… 'business' to attend to."
Javier raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Business, huh? You mean… the toilet?"
Liana froze, her face flushed with embarrassment and irritation. "Young Master!" she hissed, her voice rising just enough for a few nearby maids to stifle their giggles.
Gloria chuckled softly. "Ara, Young Master, it's not polite to tease a lady about such matters." She turned to Liana with a warm, understanding smile. "Don't let him fluster you, Miss Liana. Please, go ahead."
Liana shot Javier a sharp glare, her eyes daring him to say anything else. "I'll be back shortly. Try to behave while I'm gone."
Liana approached Captain Garrick, "Where is the toilet for women?"
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