Nivalis was already awake, sitting beside the fire and drinking hot tea made from dried herbs. She wore her usual everyday tunic, which hung loosely enough to cover her private parts, exposing her thigh's pale skin to the fire's warm glow. Her silver hair cascaded down her shoulders, reaching all the way to her hips, shimmering beautifully in the light. Her eyes were focused on a piece of white bark Aster had drawn on yesterday evening.
The crackling fire illuminated the room with a warm, comforting glow, casting a golden hue on their skin. The boy continued his workout, pushing his body off the ground in a series of repetitive motions, feeling the strain in his muscles with each push.
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