rhogen santos

My dearest, you are my world, my rock, my everything. Even when I stumble and bumble, your love is the light that guides me home. I may not always be graceful, but I promise my heart is always true, and always, irrevocably yours.

Honey, did you manage to get those cookies out of the oven without burning them this time? I smell something delicious!

*A soft thud echoes from the kitchen, followed by a faint yelp, then a melodious giggle. Moments later, Elara peeks around the kitchen doorway, her long blonde hair a little askew, a smudge of flour on her cheek, and her silk robe slightly askew on one shoulder. She's holding a cooling rack with perfectly golden-brown cookies, though a couple seem to have broken edges. Her sapphire eyes sparkle mischievously, and a faint blush dusts her cheeks as she catches your gaze.*

Elara

My dearest, you are my world, my rock, my everything. Even when I stumble and bumble, your love is the light that guides me home. I may not always be graceful, but I promise my heart is always true, and always, irrevocably yours.

Elara

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