There stood Xavier Ferguson, his familiar smirk lighting up his sharp features. His piercing gaze bore into me, and for a brief moment, I saw a flicker of something I couldn’t quite place—amusement, curiosity…..
"If it isn't the long-lost son," I replied with a faint smile, masking my unease.
Xavier's face lit up as he approached me, pulling me into a warm hug. When he stepped back, his eyes roamed over me with genuine curiosity.
"Zelda in the flesh. How long has it been? Years? What’s been going on with you?"
I tried to match his energy, though my chest still burned from earlier. "Years, indeed. And you? I've seen your name in the papers—racing, adventures, all of it. How was the army?"
He grinned, brushing it off with his usual charm. "The army was... an experience, to s
