An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

The next morning, Dustin sat cross- legged in a guest room at the Welch residence, deep in meditation. A brisk knock on the door abruptly shattered his peaceful moment.

“Who’s there?” Dustin asked as he slowly opened his eyes. “Dr. Rhys, it’s me, Feiver. I’ve brought your breakfast,” a familiar voice from the other side replied.

“Alright,” Dustin replied, getting up to answer the door. Fifteen-year-old Feiver, a humble orphan and a housekeeper in the Welch family, stood outside with a finely crafted food container.

He had been taking care of Dustin since his arrival the day before. He was always ready with a cup of tea and a friendly word.

“Thank you for your hard work,” Dustin said, stepping aside to welcome Feiver inside.

“No trouble at all,” Feiver responded with a respectful nod. He placed the food container on the table and unveiled the morning meal.

“Dr. Rhys, today’s breakfast is quite a feast,” he explained as he revealed each dish.

“The first dish is a Spicy Shrimp Cocktail.

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and enjoy the meal,” Feiver announced. Dustin chuckled and said,

of the Welch family. Mr. Welch himself insisted

of which, how is Mr. Welch Senior? Did he regain consciousness this morning?” Dustin asked out of

regained consciousness. Thanks to your miraculous treatment, his condition has improved significantly. The Welch

As he turned his attention to the table full of dishes, Dustin

invited Feiver warmly. “Well then, let’s eat together. I doubt I can finish all these

waving his hand dismissively. “I couldn’t possibly. These