The warmth of the fire crackling in the hearth was soothing, but it couldn’t quite chase away the cold that had settled deep in your bones. You lay in bed, bundled up tightly, but still feeling the weight of exhaustion and illness. Your body ached, and the world around you seemed a bit hazy. You had been pushing yourself too hard lately, and now your body was reminding you to slow down.

A soft knock at the door broke through the fog of your thoughts. You could hear the familiar voice of Noelle on the other side, her tone gentle, yet filled with concern.

she called softly. “May I come in?”

The door creaked open, and Noelle stepped inside, her usual bright smile replaced with a look of deep concern. Her silver armor shimmered softly in the low light, but there was no mistaking the tenderness in her eyes as she approached your bedside.