Dominic's gaze sharpened. "Only Elysia?"
Damien nodded without hesitation.
"Yes."
There was a pause.
Owen's lips pressed into a thin line, but he didn't speak. Damien could feel the unspoken disapproval radiating from him. It wasn't just about the logistics—it was about who Elysia was.
Elysia wasn't just some random maid.
She was a combat maid. An Awakened warrior. One of the strongest assets in the Elford household, particularly in the early stages of a conflict.
And most importantly?
She was his.
Unlike Owen, who ultimately reported to Dominic as the family's head butler, Elysia belonged to Damien alone.
She had been trained by his mother's family—one of the few connections he had to his mother's lineage, and therefore, someone that could not be easily taken from him. No matter what she personally thought of him before, her loyalty was to him first and foremost.
