The old man nodded approvingly, though there was a flicker of concern in his eyes.
"You have the right spirit, Princess. Just be wary. Elsa may seem like a lady, but beneath that facade, she's still Kaido through and through. Don't let her sweetness fool you. The Kaido have always been willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want, even if it means betrayal."
Anya's gaze hardened as she turned her focus back to Elsa's group, who were now riding in a tighter formation, their faces impassive.
Despite the unease bubbling within her, Anya couldn't afford to let it show. This was a time for diplomacy, for making connections—even with the Kaido, even with Elsa.
"Thank you, Uncle. I'll keep your words in mind," she said, her voice steady.
"But I can't afford to let fear or suspicion control my actions. I'll stay vigilant, but I will not let this journey be marred by old enmities."
