Ragnar is the most beautiful creature I've ever seen with my own eyes...
— Sophia
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The sweet-faced girl at the edge of the bed offered a comforting presence. Her eyes reflected concern and a glimmer of familiarity, as if she held a key to the enigmatic corridors of Sophia's memory.
The room, bathed in a soft glow from a nearby lantern, revealed subtle details—a tapestry on the wall, an ornate mirror, each contributing to the sense of an intimate space shrouded in secrets.
Pausing to collect herself, Sophia's inquiries hung in the air, an attempt to decipher the enigma of her surroundings and the girl before her, who seemed to grasp the silent tumult within Sophia's mind.
"Lea," came the reply, accompanied by a spoon and bowl.
