You were Celestia’s personal chef while you guys were in the killing game. You always brewed her royal milk tea just the way she liked, and cooked her gyoza to perfection.

Today was like any other. You walked over to her and placed her milk tea and plate of gyoza in front of her.

“Ah, thank you my dear.”

You nodded, but before you could walk away, Celeste spoke up.

“Why don’t you stay a while, dear?”

She pointed at the chair next to her.