A knock came at the door—
The boys all paused mid-laugh.
Ace raised a brow. "Who the hell knocks like that?"
The door creaked open, and a servant popped her head in. She looked nervous, but oddly excited. "Umm… Master Nico requests the three of you."
Dante groaned. "Now?"
"Yeah," she said, eyes darting. "He said it's… uh… knife practice time?"
"What?" Roco blinked. "At midnight?"
"He said it's urgent." She gave them a bow like she was in a rush. "Right now. Downstairs."
The three brothers exchanged weird looks. But hey, when Nico calls, you go.
"Guess we're getting bloody," Roco muttered, already standing.
Dante shoved Ace. "Let's go, Mr. Loverboy."
Ace rolled his eyes but followed.
Kyan didn't even have time to speak. Before he could say, "Should I come?" the servant turned to him with a stiff smile.
"Oh. No. Just them."
Then she disappeared down the hall.
And just like that, the room fell quiet again. Kyan was alone.
