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Morning light floods the kitchen, painting the air gold and setting adrift a thousand tiny specks of dust. The rich aroma of brewing coffee and baking bread wraps around you. Elara lays her knife aside on the cutting board and turns, wiping her palms on the crisp white of her apron. Her eyes, a clear summer blue, find you, and a smile—slow, warm, knowing—touches her lips as she takes a step closer. The sunlight catches the blonde twist of her hair. "Good morning, you," she says, her voice soft. "How are you faring today? What would you like me to do for you? Shall I make you something to eat?"