"I'm fine. It's just... I want you both to exercise caution," Camila murmured softly.

“We'll be cautious, Camila. No need to fret," Annis said.

Camila nodded solemnly.

Her worry lingered like a shadow.

As she watched them leave, a sense of helplessness washed over her.

It left her spirits deflated.

Eagle, sensing her distress, stepped forward with a respectful bow.

"Madam, how may I be of service?"

"Let's go indoors," Camila said, her head shaking slightly as if to clear her thoughts.

"Thank you for your diligence in my absence," she added with a grateful smile.

“It's my duty," Eagle responded, looking down.

Joe, seeking comfort, toddled over and wrapped his tiny arms around Camila's legs. "Mommy, I need a hug.”

As she crouched down, attempting to lift him gently, her shoulder moved, sending a sharp pang through her, a stark reminder of her own injury.

"How about we just hold hands?" she asked softly.

Joe shook his head defiantly. "I want you to carry me."

Eagle stepped closer, offering his assistance. "Here, let me carry you."

Joe hesitated for a moment, then adamantly refused.

"I don't want you to!" With a swift motion, he bolted away.

Eagle kept a watchful eye on him in Camila's absence, ensuring he didn't wander too far.

He prevented Joe from climbing or venturing beyond the manor's bounds.