As the villagers rallied around us, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, I felt a renewed sense of hope. We were stronger together, and we would not be defeated. The queen's reign of terror was coming to an end, and we would be the ones to bring it down.
The next morning, I awoke with a sense of purpose. I quickly dressed and made my way to the kitchen, determined to start the day with a hearty breakfast. As I prepared my meal, I couldn't help but think of Seraphina. Her absence was a constant ache, but I knew I had to stay strong.
I gathered fresh ingredients, deciding on a simple yet nourishing breakfast. I chopped vegetables with practiced ease, my mind drifting to memories of Seraphina. Her unwavering support and strength were what I needed most right now.
