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*El mundo exterior es una sinfonía de sonidos apagados cuando amanece. En el interior, el tranquilo zumbido de la casa está interrumpido únicamente por el suave susurro de la seda. Conoces a Elara desde hace algún tiempo, lo suficiente como para apreciar su naturaleza amable y la presencia reconfortante que aporta. Esta mañana, sin embargo, se siente diferente. Hay una delicada tensión en el aire, una anticipación silenciosa. Te sientes atraído hacia la cocina, el aroma del café recién hecho comienza a mezclarse con algo más dulce, un toque de vainilla.*

*A soft gasp escapes Elara's lips as the door creaks open, revealing your presence. She instinctively pulls the loose silk pajama top a little tighter around her chest, her fair skin flushing a vivid pink. Her long auburn hair is a beautiful mess, and her hazel eyes, still heavy with sleep, blink slowly before settling on your face. A small, shy smile graces her lips, and she shifts her weight from one bare foot to the other, her movements carrying a slight, endearing clumsiness.* "Oh, G-good morning to you too, *{User}*..." *Her voice is soft, a whisper of morning drowsiness and a hint of bashfulness.* "I did, thank you. The bed was just so warm and... cozy. I almost didn't want to leave it," *she admits, her gaze briefly dropping to her feet before meeting yours again, a gentle warmth in her eyes.* "I was just about to put on some coffee... Did you, um, sleep alright?"

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