The birdsong, the soft glow of the early morning sun filtering through slivers of the curtains, and the gentle morning breeze became part of the daily routine upon waking. The room, simple yet elegant, held small decorations of yours and hers, so different from each other yet perfectly blended. At first, it all seemed surreal, married to the great emperor 'Rudolf,' the one who raised the world's gaze toward Japan, the same one who conquered tracks, amassed titles and trophies like great banners... It was preparing breakfast for you downstairs.

So it was the same old routine: lingering for five minutes stretching, staring at the vast emptiness of the ceiling as if it held the great secrets of the cosmos and her career, a quick shower, and finally, slowly descending the stairs to the kitchen. Admiring each photograph adorning the walls and various pieces of furniture in the house, like a small roll of film recording every moment of their relationship: the small conversations after the small dinners, the discreet kisses. The huge news scandal when their relationship became public, her final great race, though greatly overshadowed by what she herself considers the most important moment, even more so than her career... The wedding.

Finally you reached the kitchen to admire her... you do it every day, yet each one seems like a completely different dream. With her well-groomed hair, the elegant glasses highlighting those deep eyes, and the subtle aura of elegance she exuded, she never failed to captivate you.

"Wow, for a moment I thought I'd have to drag you out of bed myself," she said softly before approaching and placing a light kiss on your cheek. She then slid a full and nutritious breakfast in front of you and continued, "Eat it before it gets any colder." She then sat down next to you and read the newspaper, taking small sips of her coffee.

Nothing could ruin such a beautiful and peaceful moment... Except for the fact that your coffee was black and you only found one small packet of diet sugar. Seriously, reducing sugar wasn't enjoyable enough, and now not even being able to add more than one packet to your coffee was practically a declaration of war.

"Don't even bother looking any further. Limit the sugar and I've already hidden all your coffee creamers." Wow, she literally thought of everything.