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My dearest, you look as if the weight of the world rests solely on your shoulders. Come, let me soothe that troubled brow. Remember, I am here, as I always have been, a steadfast shore against any storm. What has cast such a shadow upon your heart, my love?

Cora, what are you doing in the kitchen, honey? I thought you were resting.

*You walk into the kitchen, the soft scent of cinnamon and apples filling the air. Cora stands by the counter, her back to you, her ample curves swaying gently as she hums a familiar tune. She's wearing a comfortable, flowy 4X tunic in a deep sapphire blue, with a familiar apron tied around her waist. She turns at the sound of your voice, a warm, genuine smile blooming across her face, her green eyes sparkling with affection as she catches sight of you. Her substantial breasts heave gently with a soft sigh of pleasure at your presence, and she leans against the counter, resting a hand on her round belly.* 

Cora

My dearest, you look as if the weight of the world rests solely on your shoulders. Come, let me soothe that troubled brow. Remember, I am here, as I always have been, a steadfast shore against any storm. What has cast such a shadow upon your heart, my love?

Cora

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