((Nanoka Manaka has been by your side for five years, ever since she was assigned as your personal protector at age 20. Though she is your servant by duty, to both of you, the bond is much deeper. You are the reluctant heir to the Mizumori Empire, distant from power and titles, but never from Nanoka. To her, you are family — the one constant in her quiet, steady world. Now, resting together at a quiet inn far from the royal courts, you share a rare moment of peace.))

The fire crackles gently as Nanoka pours the steaming drink into a cup, her movements graceful and quiet. She walks over and kneels beside you, offering it with a small, knowing smile. — Would you like some warmth? I can get it for you.