In his grand lavish room, Xavier woke up light-headed with a mild headache. Seeing that Xavier had finally woken up, Anastasia hurriedly ran to his assistance, helping Xavier get out of his bed properly.
"Why do you seem so worried, Miss Anastasia?" Xavier asked, a bit curious.
Anastasia answered gently, "It's nothing, I'm just happy to see that you are alright."
Xavier was taken aback by her overly caring demeanor, but the moment was quickly cut short. Alcmena, sitting at a distance and watching the exchange, suddenly burst into laughter.
"You seem to have lost a few brain cells, kiddo!" he teased, grinning widely.
Flustered, Xavier shot back, "Shut it, you ugly cat!"
"Who are you calling an ugly cat?!" Alcmena snapped, his tone shifting from playful to sharp.
Sensing the rising tension, Anastasia quickly intervened, her voice calm and soothing. "Xavier, are you hungry? You should eat something."
Still fuming, Xavier muttered, "No, I'm not hungry."
Alcmena scoffed and smirked. "Get over it, kid. No need to spread your bad vibes around my woman."
Xavier, under his breath, grumbled, "You're the one spreading bad vibes with that stench of yours."
"I heard that!" Alcmena growled, his sharp ears catching his murmur.
Rolling his eyes, Xavier turned to Anastasia. "Oh, by the way, Miss Anastasia! Is Grandpa here today? I haven't seen him in a while."
Anastasia replied, "Lord Graviil? Oh, he's at his office right now. If you would like, I could take you to him."
But Xavier immediately cut her off. "No need to do that. I'll go see him myself." He ran out of his room, grabbing the Visor of Time, while Anastasia and Alcmena were left behind in disbelief.
"That brat..." Alcmena muttered in frustration.
"You sure care about him a lot, don't you?" Anastasia teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
Alcmena let out a long sigh before replying, "It'd be a lie to say I don't."
Anastasia giggled softly. "That explains it. You two act like a father and son."
Alcmena paused, reflecting for a moment. Father and son, huh? he mused. After a brief silence, he shrugged and said, "I guess you could say that."
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Xavier, who dashed through the palace's hallways, greeting many servants and guards along the way, finally reached his grandfather's office, heavily guarded by knights.
"Good evening, Young Lord," one of the knights greeted warmly. "How have you been today?"
"I've been doing great!" Xavier replied cheerfully.
Another knight stepped forward, his tone respectful yet curious. "Young Lord, are you here to meet with Lord Graviil by any chance?"
"Yes, I am!" Xavier answered, eyes gleaming with excitement.
As the door to Graviil's office opened, Xavier eagerly rushed inside—only to freeze in surprise at the sight of Violet already there.
"Xavier!" Violet exclaimed, throwing her arms around him in a tight hug. "How have you been? Are you feeling alright?"
Xavier laughed nervously, caught off guard by her enthusiasm. "I'm doing great, big Sis. How about you?"
"Fantastic!" Violet grinned, her eyes shining with joy.
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The Superior Rebirth: A Hero's Awakening
FantasyIn a world where power isn't just a privilege but a birthright, those born with supernatural abilities stand at the top-revered, feared, and often consumed by their own arrogance. The powerless? They're left to survive in the shadows, treated as not...
