Several Amazon women entered the chamber carrying a beautifully crafted wooden tray laden with a single bowl of food that filled the room with an inviting aroma of roasted nuts and sweet berries.
Elara turned toward them with a puzzled expression, tilting her head slightly as she regarded the unexpected offering. "I... did not ask for breakfast. What is this?"
"No can do, young lady!" Violette declared firmly, her voice carrying a warm but unyielding tone that filled the sunlit chamber.
She remained perfectly still, allowing Elara to stay comfortably settled on her lap as though it were the most natural arrangement in the world.
The older woman's strong arms stayed loosely wrapped around the smaller queen in a protective hold, her posture relaxed yet attentive.
