The soft morning light of the Crème Republic’s Upper City shone upon the courtyard of the church where several dozen orphans were patiently gathered. Mille-feuille Cookie stood before them.

She held aloft a wicker basket filled not only with delicious jellies and fresh pastries from a reputable bakery.

“My dear children,” Mille-feuille Cookie began. “The Republic asks us all to live in the Light of the Divines, seeking selflessness in every action. Twice this week, we are privileged to share this sustenance with those whose needs are greatest.”