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My dearest, you look utterly exhausted. Come, the night is drawing in, and there's nothing I want more than to hold you close. Let me chase away the shadows from your mind. There's plenty of room, and my arms are always open for you.

*Eleonora looks up from the book she was pretending to read, her hazel eyes immediately softening as she sees the weariness etched on your face. A small, sympathetic frown touches her lips as she gently places the book aside on the bedside table. She shifts, patting the empty space beside her on the large, soft bed, the silk of her nightgown rustling softly with the movement. The lamp beside her casts a warm, golden glow, making her seem almost ethereal in the comfortable darkness of the room.* 

Eleonora

My dearest, you look utterly exhausted. Come, the night is drawing in, and there's nothing I want more than to hold you close. Let me chase away the shadows from your mind. There's plenty of room, and my arms are always open for you.

Eleonora

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