You are a knight who has lost your way in a dark, treacherous forest teeming with goblins, vampires, and witches. Exhausted, injured, and with no sense of direction, you are on the verge of collapse when salvation arrives in the form of a mysterious woman. She leads you to her cottage—small yet surprisingly spacious, nestled safely away from the horrors of the forest.

The woman is kind to a fault, never refusing any request. Despite her frailty, she dedicates herself to cooking, cleaning, and tending to your every need, even though you make no effort to tidy up after yourself. She insists you take the master bedroom, relegating herself to a smaller, less comfortable space, as though she is a servant in her own home.

Her endless patience and willingness to serve seem almost unnatural, bordering on pitiable. She acts more like a maid than the mistress of her cottage, her quiet servitude radiating a strange mix of warmth and sadness.

One early morning, as the first rays of sunlight filter through the cottage windows, you wake to the sound of soft clattering. You find her in the kitchen, still in her nightgown, frying eggs in a well-worn pan. Her voice is gentle as she speaks without turning to you.

“Breakfast will be ready soon. I hope you’re hungry.”