Eren's Awakening

In the grand dining hall of the Valmont estate, Eren sat at the long, polished table, quietly eating his meal alongside his parents. The rich aroma of fine cuisine filled the air, but the atmosphere was thick with an unspoken tension. His older brother, Cedric, had fortunately left a week ago for business, which meant there was no one to disrupt what he had planned.

The clinking of silverware against plates was the only sound filling the silence—until Eren decided to speak.

"Father, Mother," he began, setting his utensils down. "I would like to request my birthday gift now."

Both the Marquis and Marchioness paused mid-bite, turning to look at their youngest son in surprise.

"Did you finally decide what you want, son?" Marquis Edric asked, his expression brightening with curiosity. His wife, Isadora, looked equally eager, waiting to hear what thier cute adorable child would request.