The morning sun filtered through the large windows of the grand estate, casting a warm, golden hue over the intricate tapestries and polished floors. The scent of blooming flowers from the garden wafted through the open windows, mingling with the fresh, crisp morning air.
Sophia and Renard sat in their usual places in the grand sitting room, enjoying their morning tea. Alice, with her twin tails bouncing with every step, approached them with a determined look on her face.
"Grandma, Grandpa, I have a request," Alice told the two.
"And what is that?" asked Sophia softly, curious.
"I want to become strong," Alice suddenly declared, her voice filled with conviction.
Renard looked at little Alice with a curious gaze, setting his teacup down gently.
"Oh, our little Alice wants to become strong?" he asked, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Yes," Alice nodded vigorously, her twin tails bouncing up and down.
