AMARA'S POVI didn't expect Seraphina to knock on my door the next morning.I was sitting in the high carved chair near the bay window, lost in a heavy leather-bound book about the Moon Kingdom's border histories, when a light, rhythmic tapping sounded against the wood."Come in," I called out, setting the volume face-down on my lap.The heavy oak door swung open gracefully, and Seraphina stood in the threshold carrying a small woven wicker basket draped with a crisp linen napkin.She offered me a warm, hesitant smile. "Am I disturbing your morning, Amara?"I closed the book entirely, setting it on the side table. "No. Not at all."She lifted the basket slightly. "I brought us breakfast."I stared at the basket, genuinely caught off guard. "For me?""Of course," she said, stepping inside and closing the door softly behind her. She glided across the room, setting the wicker basket onto the low marble table between our chairs. "I remembered you mentioned liking sweet pastries.
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