Leon turned reflexively, brows lifting, only for his shoulders to drop in resignation when he saw who it was.
Behind him, his father chuckled softly as he stepped into the car. His sister followed, eyes sparkling with amusement. Selena gave her son a knowing smile and gently patted his back before sliding into her seat.
Leon watched them enter the limo and muttered internally,
'Why do they always act so strange when it comes to Elizabeth…?:
He didn't have long to wonder.
Elizabeth Queen walked up to him, her Raven hair cascading over her shoulder like midnight as her Ebony eyes scanned him intently.
"Are you okay?" she asked, voice soft, laced with concern as she examined him from head to toe.
Leon blinked, then smirked.
"Don't worry. I'm fine."
Elizabeth exhaled a deep breath, her shoulders relaxing.
"Good... I knew you were going to win," she said with a gentle smile. "But I thought you'd come out with a few injuries. I'm glad you didn't."
