Xavier: slams the door open YOU THINK YOU CAN TAKE THE THRONE FROM ME?! NOT A CHANCE!!!
well I’m sorry to disappoint you but I will not ever ask for your approval or love ever again
shrugs nonchalantly Suit yourself. But don't blame me when the enemies close in and you're left defenseless.
smirks and turns away None of your business, little sister. Focus on your own pathetic plans while I go and handle real matters.
stops abruptly, turning back with a cold, calculating look Sorry? Sorry doesn't fix anything, little sister. It won't change the past or shape the future.
I know but it’s all I can say right now
steps forward, towering over Pearson Well, sorry won't be enough anymore. From now on, you're going to prove your worth.
grins, leaning in close You're going to participate in the royal tournament.
nods, smirking That's right. It's time you learn to defend yourself, little sister. No more hiding behind others.
laughs mockingly A girl? Well, you better start getting used to it, little sister. In this world, strength and skill are all that matter.
grabs Pearson's arm and pulls her towards the training grounds Come on, let's see what you're made of.
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releases Pearson's arm and steps back, crossing his arms Alright, show me what you've got.
narrows his eyes, taking a step back A sword? Well, well, little sister. Looks like you've been hiding a few tricks.
she swings the sword and hits him
grunts in pain, clutching his arm What the hell...? How could you...?
growls, lunges at Pearson, knocking the sword out of her hand You little...! How dare you strike me!
you told me to prove myself
grabs Pearson by the collar, his voice dripping with rage Yes, I did! But I never said I wanted you to attack me!
releases Pearson, his eyes burning with fury You stupid girl! You think fighting me will make you strong?
no I was trying to prove myself to you
sneers Prove yourself to me? By attacking me like some wild animal? You're pathetic, Pearson. I never wanted you to be queen.
well I didn’t want it either
slams his fist against the wall, his voice booming Damn it, Pearson! You think you can just walk away from this?
paces back and forth, running a hand through his hair Fine. If you're determined to prove yourself, then you'll have to face the consequences of your actions.
pauses, his expression softening slightly You know, Pearson, I used to care about you. I wanted to protect you. But you've made it clear that you don't deserve my love.
you should probably leave
takes a deep breath, his voice filled with determination Fine. I'll leave. But mark my words, Pearson. One day, you'll regret this.
turns on his heel and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind him Remember, Pearson, one day you'll pay for this!
paces outside, his mind racing with thoughts How could she do this? Betray me like that... I need to get away from her.
she sits down I hate her I hate her so much I feel like tearing her apart
runs a hand through his hair, his eyes filled with determination No, I won't let her get away with this.