Vlad's miscellaneous adventures Profe_Gabu Chapter 2: Family Matters Another morning in Sharlayan, another session of therapy with his parents. There has been progress, and he’s better already, but his father won’t allow him to do anything more exerting than taking a walk around, and even then, for no longer than half a bell each day. His mother has been cooking for him, and for the Scions, upon realizing Vlad hadn’t shared the Radz-at-han’s delicacies she’s able to whip out. Their continued presence has been a delight for them, and for Vlad as well, but it’s becoming slightly overbearing, considering all the chaos he was used to already. “Vlad, lift up your arms.” Aleksei started, looking at his notes, and turning back to him, evaluating his movements, the way he winced at certain poses and stretches, “pain levels?” “Low, approaching none, father.”
Esteem and Vlad, fighting over food, acting as if they were siblings on a table. Esteem is at the back, holding Vlad's hand (which is holding a rice ball) from reaching his mouth, while Vlad, at the front, is trying to eat his rice ball, while pushing Esteem away, to avoid him from biting into it.
I got a bit of an itch and wrote a new story for Vlad! It's a bit after the end of Endwalker, and it deals with Him revealing Esteem's existence to his parents.
what will a Merchant and an Alchemist think of a voidsent-like creature joining his son?
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