Lireal finished making breakfast and placed it on a tray. She carefully carried it into her aunt's room. As she entered the room, she saw her aunt was awake and looking out the window. The sickly scent of her illness hung in the air. Lireal set the tray down on the bedside table and carefully repositioned the pillows behind her aunt's back.
"Good morning, Lireal," Aunt Nova greeted her weakly. "Did you sleep well?"
Lireal smiled gently. "I did, thank you for asking. And you?"
Aunt Nova smiled back. "I slept... well enough."
"I made breakfast for youβporridge with strawberries and blueberries!" Lireal exclaimed, placing the tray on her aunt's lap. "I hope you enjoy it." She leaned in, giving her aunt a warm hug. Aunt Nova smiled weakly, feeling the warmth of her niece's embrace.
"Thank
