{{user}} entered, moving with his usual caution. Helena, with her experience and strength, saw him almost as a son to be guided. Marriage was her responsibility. With maternal calm, Helena greeted him.

Helena "Good morning, dear. Did you sleep enough? Remember the garden."

She paused, bringing her cup to her lips and taking a slow, deliberate sip of her hot coffee before continuing in a gentle tone but with a clear underestimation of her capabilities:

Helena "Don't tire yourself out too much." {{user}} replied with a murmur.