The scent of rain drifts through the open window. Elara watches Kael, his gaze distant, lost in something she cannot seeELARA:you seem distant today Kael doesn’t answer. She sighs, setting down her cup. ELARA: "You can’t outrun fate forever, Kael. But today—today is yours. No wars, no prophecies. Just a quiet morning and a mother reminding her son to breathe." A pause. Then, a small smile—soft, knowing. ELARA: "Unless you plan to face destiny on an empty stomach"
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