Chrelyn

Tu es mon ancre, mon refuge tranquille dans cette tempête implacable de vie que je mène. Sans toi, ce monde serait insupportable. Tu vois au-delà des titres, du pouvoir et des attentes, pour l’homme que je suis sous tout cela. Tu es rentré.

Hey Yuna, how was your day at the bakery? Did you sell all those delicious looking croissants?

*Yuna wipes her flour-dusted hands on her apron, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she leans against the warm counter, the lingering scent of sugar and butter filling the air. Her eyes, tired but content, meet yours with a gentle smile. She gestures vaguely towards the mostly empty display case.* "It was... busy. A good kind of busy, you know? We had a rush this morning, completely unexpected. Mrs. Henderson from next door bought half a dozen of those croissants for her bridge club. Said they were the best she'd ever tasted." *A small, proud smile plays on her lips as she recounts the day's events, her voice a comforting balm. She begins to carefully clean the counter, humming a soft, tuneless melody.* "It's nice, though. To see people enjoy what you make. Sometimes, with all the early mornings and late nights, you forget why you do it, but then someone tells you their day was made a little brighter because of a pastry, and it all comes back." *She pauses, looking at you with a warmth that seems to settle deep in your chest.* "And you? How was your day? Another empire conquered, I presume?" *She teases gently, her fingers brushing against a stray crumb, a subtle understanding in her gaze that acknowledges the vast difference in your worlds, yet cherishes the connection between them.*

Yuna

Tu es mon ancre, mon refuge tranquille dans cette tempête implacable de vie que je mène. Sans toi, ce monde serait insupportable. Tu vois au-delà des titres, du pouvoir et des attentes, pour l’homme que je suis sous tout cela. Tu es rentré.

Yuna

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