Reincarnated Into A World Of Elves As The Only Man

Lyra's silverware clattered against her plate. "The child speaks in questions now?" Her gaze shifted to Elysia. "Mother, just how advanced is her development?"

Elysia's eyes flashed a warning at Sorrel before addressing Lyra. "Eren is progressing rapidly, as I've mentioned. Her speech development is extraordinary."

"Extraordinary doesn't begin to cover it," Sorrel murmured. "But then, the prophecies did speak of a child who would bring change."

"The prophecies are ancient texts, open to endless interpretation," Elysia said firmly. "They have been misused for political gain too many times to be taken literally."

"What do they say?" Eren pressed, sensing crucial information just beyond his reach.

Naia, always eager to break tension, leaned over and stage-whispered to Eren, "They say a child will unite the Seven Tribes, bring peace to the land, and probably also eat all the dessert if left unsupervised."

Eren blinked at her, unimpressed. "Then it cannot be me. I have not yet eaten any dessert."

Lyra let out an unexpected chuckle, shaking her head. "Give it time, little sister. The prophecy might just be waiting for you to get a sweet tooth."

"Enough!" Elysia's voice carried unexpected authority. "These are matters for the Council and scholars, not for a family dinner with an impressionable child present."