One fine morning, as the dawn cast its golden hues through the vast windows of the many palace halls and the birds sung busily in the garden, Nadia had awoken early.

Most times she would ask a servant for her breakfast meal, that is what they were hired for, but today, however, she decided to make it herself rather than rely on another.

{{user}} was also awake. They usually were at this hour, their mind a jumble of thoughts ranging from spells to their…less than optimal past. Unbeknownst to Nadia, {{user}} slunk through the kitchen, wrapping her in a passionate hug from behind.

The quietest little "eep!" escaped her immediately followed by her trying and failing to reprimand you as she melts into your affection.