Emily's pov
The sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room as I slowly opened my eyes. It was a new day, filled with endless possibilities. Stretching my limbs, I greeted the morning with a sense of excitement.
As I sat up in bed, I noticed that Roman was no longer beside me. I called out to him, "Are you back, my love? How was the training?" His response reached my ears, filled with a hint of exhaustion. "We're done for today, my love. The training was intense."
Concern crept into my voice as I asked, "Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Roman's reassurance followed, putting my worries at ease. "I'm alright, Emily. Thank you for your concern."
Deciding to take care of him, I made my way to the kitchen. I prepared a simple, comforting breakfast that I knew would replenish his energy. Instructing the maid, I requested, "Please bring some bread and tea for Roman to enjoy."
With breakfast underway, I couldn't help but let my thoughts wander to Elliot, our dear
