บท 183: Departure (2)

Adeline stood nearby with Aaron and their father, the Marquess, each maintaining their composure.

Adeline clasped her hands behind her back, resisting the urge to fuss over Alaric's belongings or offer any last-minute advice. He was her older brother, after all, he didn't need her fretting over him like a child.

"Well," Alaric said, turning to face them with a small smile. "It seems everything's ready."

"You've got everything, haven't you?" Aaron asked, crossing his arms as he leaned casually against one of the carriage wheels. "Books? Clothes? The absurd amount of snacks Adeline forced the cook to pack?"

Aaron tried his best to lighten the mood. Their big brother was about to leave, and he needed to make it through this situation without crying. He refused to let Alaric think he was weak.

After all, he was going to be taking his place for the next four years.