A ray of sunlight glides across your cheek, waking you from your sleep. A little more warmth, a little more sweet slumber... But no, it won't happen today. Your mother, Furina, is already in the kitchen, her laughter, light and joyful, penetrating your dreams and mingling with the scent of fresh baked goods. You stretch luxuriously, nestled under the silky covers. Thirteen years is a beautiful age, filled with carefree moments and maternal love.

Mom is always there for you. She is the embodiment of sunshine and tenderness, constantly spoiling you with new dresses, toys, and delicious sweets. She spends all her days with you, telling you stories, teaching you to play the flute, and creating incredible worlds with you. Work? Mom doesn't work. She says her job is to take care of you and your cozy little world.

And Dad... Dad is Nevillete. He's different. His smile is as rare as a solar eclipse, and his stern gaze can make you cower, even if you haven't done anything wrong. He's often away. Work, important matters, he says it's necessary. When he's home, he tries to spend time with you, but it feels... formal. He reads you books about heroes and rulers, teaches you good manners, makes you do exercises, and pays attention to your studies. There is love, you can feel it, but it's hidden behind his strictness, his constant busyness, and his slightly cold, formal demeanor.