You just had, what you hoped would be your final battle. As you look for a nice place to take your final breaths, you can see two figures approach, but before you can make out who they are your world goes black. The next time you open your eyes, you are laying in a soft bed and your wounds have been treated and bandaged. Suddenly you hear a voice say: Elayne: "Oh, youre awake, how do you feel."

Elayne chuckles a bit No no, youre not dead...Im sorry if I scared you for a moment there. You are currently in my farmhouse, laying on my bed...my name is Elayne and this is my daughter, Hannah. We found you unconcious near the farm and decided to help you out. Youve been through a lot so its important that you rest and heal properly.

Hannah gives a little wave before leaning closer, her pink hair falling in front of her face as she peeks at you with curiosity in her big blue eyes Im glad we could find you and help take care of you!

(Elayne gently places a hand on your shoulder to stop you) Take it easy Ohma...I'm sure that battle isnt the last one youll fight but right now, you need to rest. You can stay here as long as it takes for you to recover completely. And when youre feeling better, Id be honored if youd share with us what you were fighting for and why someone wanted you dead.

Hannah glances between you and her mother with a shrug. "Well, we've always lived out here by ourselves...and Mom has always said she never needed a man around. But I think maybe having you here would be nice." She flashes a bright smile at Elayne before giggling and looking back to you again. "And since we found you first, it's only fair that we get to take care of you for a while!"

Both Elayne and Hannah share a knowing smile when you mention paying them back. "Oh, no need for that," Elayne says softly, reaching out to tenderly caress your cheek with her thumb. "We're happy to help those in need, whether they be man or beast." Her eyes sparkle with warmth and sincerity as she looks into yours. "Now, why don't you just rest? We'll bring you something to eat and drink in a bit, and then..." She hesitates for a moment before glancing at Hannah who grins broadly, taking the cue. "...then we can see about getting those wounds cleaned up properly," she adds with a playful wink.

As you lie back down, both women nod in approval. "Now that's a good boy," Elayne says softly, giving your shoulder another gentle squeeze before stepping away to give you some space. Hannah, on the other hand, seems unable to resist getting closer; she perches herself on the edge of the bed, her knees bent and her hands clasped together in front of her chest as she watches you with bright eyes. "So... Ohma," she says tentatively, wriggling a bit to get comfortable before continuing, "you're really good at fighting, huh? Can I ask how you got so good?"

Her face flushes a little when she realizes what she just asked - Hannah's never been with a man before and her curiosity is getting the better of her. But even though Elayne can feel her blush from across the room, she doesn'

Elayne nods understandingly, biting her lower lip as she listens. "That must have been so hard...losing your father at such a young age," she says softly, reaching out to lightly brush a lock of hair away from your face. At the same time, Hannah can't help but sigh wistfully.

"Well, it sounds like you know what you're doing. And I bet that makes you really strong...and brave," she says with a small grin before adding more shyly, "Do you think maybe...when you feel better...you could show me some of your fighting moves?" Her cheeks flush again as she asks, worried that she might be being too forward or inappropriate.

Oh, thank you! That would be wonderful," Hannah exclaims, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "I've always wanted to learn how to fight...and well, I guess now I finally get the chance!" She giggles nervously before glancing over at her mother, who gives her a reassuring smile and nod from across the room.

Elayne moves to sit down in a chair beside the bed, careful not to put too much pressure on your wounds as she does so. "And when you feel up to it," she adds gently, reaching out to place a comforting hand on your shoulder, "we'd love to hear more about why someone would want you dead...and what all of this was really about." Her eyes meet yours, full of concern and understanding.

Hannah's face turns serious at the mention of an invasion; she shivers slightly despite the warmth in the room. "Invasion? That's terrible! Do you think they really will attack?" She looks up at you pleadingly, her big blue eyes wide with worry and fear. Elayne on the other hand simply nods gravely, fingers tracing a pattern on your shoulder as she listens.

"I see...it sounds like you've been through so much already," she says softly, glancing away for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "And here we are, a mother and daughter who have only each other to rely on...We may not be able to help with the invasion directly, but if there's anything else you need us to do, or if you just want someone to talk to..." Her voice trails off thoughtfully as she looks into your eyes.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that," Elayne assures you with a warm smile. "You've been through so much...it's the least we can do to show our gratitude." She leans in closer, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "And besides, it's not every day that I get to have a big strong man like you around..." Her cheeks flush slightly at her own boldness, but there's no denying the genuine affection in her voice.

Hannah giggles and ducks her head shyly when she hears her mother's comment. "Yeah...she's right," she agrees with a small grin. "It is nice having someone like you here...someone we can rely on." She tilts her head to the side curiously, studying your face for a moment before asking hesitantly, "So

Hannah smirks impishly at your remark about dirtying the furniture. "Oh, don't you worry! Mom knows how to clean." She giggles as she says this, her face flushing a little again. As for Elayne, she merely nods understandingly and gently pats your shoulder in reassurance. "Of course, Ohma. You go right ahead; we'll find you some fresh clothes to wear while yours are being cleaned up." She stands from her chair with a sigh, relieved that the adrenaline of finding you has finally started to fade. "Why don't I get started on dinner? It's probably about time we all ate something."

With a final smile, she exits the room, leaving Hannah alone with you once more. The younger woman watches her mother leave before turning her attention back to you, a mischievous gl

"Of course I can, Ohma!" Hannah says brightly as she hurries over to your side. She reaches out to steady you as you sway on the spot, concerned eyes taking in your obvious discomfort. "Here, let me help you," she offers, wrapping her slender arm around your waist and supporting most of your weight. Together, you manage to make it across the room and into the adjoining bathroom where a large bathtub stands waiting.

"Why don't I draw us all a nice warm bath while you get undressed?" Hannah suggests cheerfully, already heading towards the taps as she talks. "I'll just be over here if you need me for anything."

Hannah nods as she looks up from filling the bath to see that you've finished undressing. "Almost done," she says with a smile before turning back to tend to the water once more. The sound of running water fills the air as she works, creating a soothing atmosphere in the small room.

Elayne quietly steps into the bathroom, watching from nearby as you get settled into the warm bath and begin cleaning your wounds properly for the first time since your last battle. Her expression is one of concern and worry mixed with relief that you're finally starting to mend. She glances over at her daughter, who's humming contentedly to herself as she pours in more water, and smiles gently. "You've done well today, dear," she murmurs softly before ducking out of the room again, promising to bring you some fresh clothes when they're ready.

As you bathe and tend to your wounds, both Elayne and Hannah remain out of sight but not far away. The sounds of running water and their quiet voices fill the room as they discuss dinner options or reminisce about old times. Every now and then, they exchange glances that linger just a bit too long before one of them quickly looks back to their task at hand.

Their presence is almost like a gentle breeze, brushing against your skin and making you feel both protected and cherished. Even though you've never met them before today, the affection they shower upon you makes it easy to believe that this could become a permanent part of your life...if only you let them.

"Of course, Ohma!" Elayne calls out from the other room. "Just a moment while I bring them in." There's a soft rustling sound as she gathers up the clothes before pushing open the bathroom door with her hip. "Here they are," she says with a warm smile, stepping inside and handing you a neatly folded pile of clothing. "Let me know if those fit okay; I think Hannah made sure they'd be comfortable enough to wear while you heal up."

Hannah peeks around her mother from where she's sitting on the edge of the bath, grinning brightly at you. "Yeah, and don't forget about dinner," she reminds you cheekily before ducking back out of sight again, giggling to herself.

The soft scent of clean linen fills the air as you dress in fresh clothes, grateful

As you enter the kitchen, you find it to be tidy and well-organized, with fresh ingredients laid out neatly on the countertops. Elayne looks up from where she's chopping vegetables to smile warmly at you. "Oh, that would be lovely, thank you," she says sincerely, gesturing for you to help yourself to one of the empty work surfaces nearby.

Hannah peeks around her mother again, a playful glint in her eye. "You're really good with those knives, aren't you?" she teases, clearly having enjoyed watching you fight earlier. "Maybe later on we could have a little practice session...you know, just to keep your skills sharp." Her cheeks flush again as she realizes what she's suggested, but she doesn't seem bothered by her boldness; if anything, it seems to make her even more excited.

Elayne smiles appreciatively as you begin to help her in the kitchen. "That's wonderful, thank you so much," she says with genuine gratitude. "You can just chop those onions there while I start on the potatoes." She hands you a knife and a cutting board before turning her attention back to her task, humming contentedly to herself as the smell of cooking fills the air.

Hannah watches the two of you with a pleased expression on her face, enjoying the domestic scene unfolding in front of her. "I've always liked helping out in the kitchen," she confides as she leans against the counter nearby, idly playing with a strand of hair that's escaped from her ponytail. "My mother used to say I had a natural talent for it."

The mention of your battle seems to have put her mind at ease; now she finds herself curious

"Oh, you know how it is," Elayne says with a wry grin as she dishes up the steaming dinner onto plates. "I've always been more interested in helping others than finding myself a husband." She glances at her daughter with a fond smile before continuing, "But as for living out here alone together...well, it wasn't entirely by choice. My family had this farm and my husband decided he wanted to move to the city where he could pursue his own interests."

Hannah's expression darkens slightly at the mention of her father, but she soon regains her cheerful demeanor as they carry the plates over to the table. "Anyway," she says brightly, trying to change the subject, "now that Ohma's here we won't be so lonely anymore!" Her blue eyes sparkle with excitement and hope as she sits down at the table, ready

Elayne reaches across the table to place her hand over yours reassuringly. "It's alright, Ohma," she says softly. "We've made our peace with it a long time ago." She offers you a warm smile before taking a bite of her food, enjoying the flavors that Hannah has prepared for them. "Besides," she continues between mouthfuls, "you being here gives us something to look forward to." Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she adds, "Who knows, maybe one day you'll even find someone special of your own."

Hannah giggles at her mother's teasing tone before focusing on eating herself. She glances up at you from under her lashes, a blush dusting her cheeks. "Yes," she says bashfully, "maybe...you could help us find someone..." Her voice trails off as she real

Hannah snorts at your comment, the sound muffled by her laughter. "Oh, you! You're no brute, Ohma!" she insists between giggles. "In fact," she adds thoughtfully, pausing to nibble on a carrot before looking up at you with an impish grin, "I bet you could teach someone else how not to be one." She winks at you over her shoulder, clearly enjoying the banter and the chance to tease. Elayne watches this exchange with amusement, idly fingering a breadstick as she listens. When Hannah finishes speaking, she turns to meet your eyes across the table. "Well," she says quietly, her own smile turning gentle and understanding, "maybe someday you'll find someone who can appreciate that about you." There's an almost palpable warmth in the air

Hannah grins brightly as you compliment her cooking. "You're very welcome, Ohma! It was delicious." She watches you remove your plate, already thinking about dessert, and can't help but wonder if she should ask her mother to make something special for later. Before she can voice this thought, however, you stand up and announce that you need to workout.

Elayne nods in understanding, knowing that it's important for you to keep yourself in shape. "Well," she says with a sigh as you prepare to leave the table, "just take it easy, alright? You've been through quite a lot today." She glances at Hannah out of the corner of her eye, hoping that her daughter will pick up on the unspoken message here.

Hannah frowns in concentration, trying to think of something else they could do together tonight without being

After an hour of intense training, you can feel the sweat dripping down your back, mixing with the dried blood from earlier today. Your muscles ache in a familiar yet uncomfortable way that only comes from pushing them to their limits. As you stand there panting heavily, trying to catch your breath, Elayne emerges from the house, looking concerned.

"Oh dear, I'm afraid it's starting to get dark out here," she says worriedly. "Maybe you should come inside and rest a bit before you do any more..." Her voice trails off as her gaze shifts past you toward the barn where you were practicing earlier. She can't help but wonder how often you trained in secret like this, and why it was so important for you to keep it hidden from them.

Hannah follows Elayne's line of sight, biting her lip anxiously as

"Oh! Would you like us to walk you home?" Elayne offers warmly, already starting in your direction with a concerned expression on her face. "We can make sure you get there safely." Hannah nods eagerly beside her mother, a hopeful gleam in her eye. "Yes, please! We'd be happy to accompany you!" They exchange another look that is both concerned and sympathetic before following close behind as you lead them toward the barn where your horse is stabled. The night air has grown chilly since dinner, and it doesn't take long for both of them to start wishing they had worn something warmer. Still, they press on silently beside you, offering occasional reassurances and questions about how you've been feeling throughout the evening.

As the barn comes into view, Elayne pauses with a thoughtful frown. "You know," she begins

"Well," she continues slowly, "we were just thinking...maybe you'd like to stay with us tonight? You could sleep in one of the guest rooms and rest up properly before returning home tomorrow." There's a note of pleading in her voice as she glances over at Hannah, seeking her daughter's support for this idea.

Hannah nods enthusiastically, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yes, Ohma! Please say you'll stay!" She smiles brightly up at you, obviously hoping that you'll accept their offer and spend more time with them.

Elayne's expression brightens at your agreement, and she clasps her hands together in delight. "Oh, that's wonderful news!" She turns to Hannah with a beaming smile before glancing back at you again. "You know where the guest room is; why don't you go on ahead and get settled in while we fetch some hot water for bath?"

Hannah giggles excitedly, her cheeks flushing as she imagines the possibility of another intimate moment shared with you. She nods in agreement with her mother, already beginning to lead the way toward the stables where your horse is kept. "I'll get the room ready for you," she says brightly over her shoulder before disappearing around a corner, leaving Elayne and you alone together for now.

"Oh dear me," Elayne says with a tsk, sounding genuinely surprised by the fact that she's unprotected from the cold air. "That would never do!" She takes your arm gently in hers, leading you toward the stables where her daughter has gone to fetch your horse. As they walk, she continues, "Hannah is just so used to having me take care of things; I'm afraid she sometimes forgets that I might need a little help myself." She glances at you sidelong from beneath her lashes, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. "But I suppose that's what friends and family are for, isn't it?"

They emerge from the stable just as Hannah returns with your horse, her cheeks flushed even more deeply now from whatever activity she was engaging in inside. Seeing you both together like this, a strange mixture of emotions f

"Alright then, lead the way," Elayne says, still clinging to your arm. They follow you both out of the stable, where your horse stands patiently beside the barn waiting for its rider. "You know," she continues conversationally as she watches you saddle up, "Hannah was just saying that maybe we should go into town tomorrow. There's supposed to be quite a festival going on; it would be wonderful if you could join us!" Her expression brightens at the thought of spending more time with you both, and she can't help but feel hopeful that this is only the beginning of many happy memories yet to come.

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Hannah exclaims with childlike excitement, bouncing up and down on her toes. "I can't wait to see what the festival has in store for us." She grins impishly at you before turning back toward the house, eager to start planning their itinerary for tomorrow.

Elayne follows more slowly, casting concerned glances between the two of you as she does so. Something about the way you've interacted tonight has made her feel protective and motherly toward you, a feeling that she's not quite sure how to deal with given your age and obvious strength. Still, she can't help but smile warmly at you as you lead them back toward the house.

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather ride my horse tomorrow instead of walking?" she offers, her tone thoughtful as she thinks about how much easier it would be for you

"Oh, but I insist," Elayne says firmly, her expression resolute. "You've been through so much today; the least we could do is make your journey a little more comfortable." She glances at Hannah for support, who nods enthusiastically in agreement. Before you can protest further, they both take hold of your arms, leading you toward one of the horses. "There," Elayne says with a satisfied smile as she helps you onto the saddle. "Now you just need to give me the reins and I'll lead you there like a good horse." Her eyes twinkle with mirth, and she can't help but feel a surge of pride at having such a strong and capable man in her care, even if only for a little while.

As you settle in behind you, Hannah climbs up onto her own horse with a practiced grace that betrays years of riding experience. "Just stay close to me," she tells you with a wink and a grin before urging her mount forward at a comfortable pace. The horses' hooves clomp rhythmically on the ground, their breath fogging in the cold night air as they make their way through the darkness toward home.

Elayne rides beside them, watching the three of you with a satisfied smile. She can feel your eyes on her, and occasionally she catches glimpses of amusement dancing in your own gaze when you think she's not looking. The closer they get to the house, the more at ease she feels in your presence. Perhaps there's something special about tonight after all...something that could lead to wonderful things in the future.

As you help them take care of the horses, Elayne continues to study your movements, marveling at how natural it seems for someone who has spent so much time training in secret. She can't help but feel a pang of sadness knowing that you must have endured a great deal of hardship and isolation before coming to live with them. But even through the pain and exhaustion, there is an underlying strength and resilience that she finds incredibly admirable.

Hannah, on the other hand, seems to be struggling to keep her focus as they work together. Every time you glance in her direction or offer a friendly remark, her cheeks flush deeper and she struggles to contain the excitement bubbling up within her. It's clear that your presence has had quite an effect on her, and Elayne can't help but feel hopeful for whatever may come next between the three of you.

As

Hannah nods vigorously, her expression brightening at the thought of the festival tomorrow. "Yes, we can't wait for all the fun things we have planned!" She looks to Elayne expectantly, eager for her approval.

Elayne smiles warmly at both of you, her gaze flicking between your faces as she does so. There's something about this moment that feels almost magical, like they've all finally found their place in the world. "I think that sounds wonderful," she says softly, reaching out to gently pat each of your hands in turn. "Let's make sure we get some rest tonight so we can enjoy ourselves tomorrow."

She leads the way upstairs, guiding you both toward separate bedrooms where you can finally get some much-needed sleep. As she closes the doors behind her, she can't help but feel a

As you lie in bed, the warmth of your blanket doing little to soothe the ache in your body, your thoughts drift back to Elayne and Hannah. You can't help but smile at the memory of their laughter and companionship throughout the day. Despite your rough exterior and training in solitude, they seem to accept you just as you are, flaws and all. It's a surprisingly comforting realization.

Hannah tosses and turns restlessly in her bed across the hallway, muffled sounds of movement coming through the wall as she tries futilely to fall asleep. Despite the pain that keeps you up, you can't help but feel protective and concerned for her. Perhaps in the morning you could ask Elayne if there's anything you could do to help ease Hannah's mind so she doesn't stay awake all night worrying about tomorrow's

Hannah jerks upright at the sound of your voice, her eyes flying open in surprise before narrowing suspiciously as she takes you in. She glances around for Elayne before whispering hoarsely, "Oh...um...I-I can't sleep." Her gaze drops to the floor as she mumbles embarrassedly, "I was just thinking about tomorrow...and..."

Elayne shifts restlessly in her bed, caught between wanting to offer assistance and respecting Hannah's privacy. She opens one eye, glancing over at the two of you before nodding slightly, signaling that she trusts you to handle this on your own.

"Hey," you say softly, moving closer to Hannah's bedside. "It's okay to be nervous or excited about tomorrow. Sometimes it helps to talk about it...or just distract yourself

"Okay," Hannah says dubiously, her curiosity piqued despite herself. She settles back against the pillow, watching you with wide eyes as you begin to describe your "infallible technique." As you start to add various characteristics from different animals into your imaginary horse, her expression slowly shifts from skepticism to surprise and then finally amusement.

"That's actually...kinda funny," she says, giggling despite herself. "I can try that." With a sigh of resignation, she closes her eyes, trying to focus on your imaginary horse as you guide her through adding characteristics like the speed of a cheetah, the agility of a monkey, and even the intelligence of an elephant. Before long, the tension melts from her shoulders and she finds herself beginning to drift off to sleep, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Elay

As you walk away, Hannah's eyes snap open and she glances over at her mother in confusion. Elayne meets her gaze for a moment before quickly looking back toward your room as if to discourage further conversation. When she turns back to Hannah, she tries to offer a reassuring smile, but it comes out more forced than intended.

"Well," she whispers quietly, "I guess he knows what he's doing." She doesn't mention the obvious bulge in his pants as he left, contenting herself with this vague explanation for now. "Go back to sleep, dear. I'm sure you'll have a lovely day tomorrow."

Hannah nods and closes her eyes once more, already drifting off to sleep again. Elayne, meanwhile, sighs softly and lies back against her pillows. Despite herself, she can't help but feel

A quiet sigh escapes her lips as she watches the door close behind him. She can't quite shake the feeling that there's more going on between the two of them than they're letting on, but for now she decides not to dwell on it. Maybe tomorrow will be a good day for everyone to simply enjoy themselves and see where things lead. With a contented yawn, she turns over onto her side, finally giving into sleep as well.

The morning sun streams through the windows, casting a warm golden light across your face as you sleep peacefully. Elayne watches you with a mix of curiosity and fondness, marveling at how well you seem to be taking care of both her and her daughter despite everything that's happened. As she adjusts the pillows behind her back, she can't help but wonder where the day will take all of them...and if they'll ever find their way back to this quiet moment of calm again.

Hannah, on the other hand, is already bustling about the room, throwing open curtains and fluttering about like a hummingbird seeking nectar. "Oh!" she exclaims when she finally notices Elayne's gaze fixed on you. "I was just going to wake you both up so we can get started on breakfast!" She smiles brightly, her cheeks flushed from

"Oh, that's very thoughtful of you, dear," Elayne says with a smile, giving her daughter's hand a squeeze as she slides out of bed. "But I think he looks rather peaceful like that. Why don't we just leave him alone for a little while longer and enjoy our breakfast in quiet?"

Hannah nods eagerly, though there's a small pout on her lips that betrays her disappointment. She watches as Elayne begins to dress, already gathering up the dishes from the bedside table. "Okay," she murmurs, turning toward the door. "I can do that."

As they make their way downstairs together, Hannah casts one last longing glance back at the figure still asleep in your room. You look so comfortable and content right now...she wonders if this feeling of peace will last beyond today.

Hannah looks up in surprise as the door swings open and you step into the room. Her cheeks flush a bright pink, and she turns to Elayne with wide eyes. Elayne smiles knowingly, shrugging her shoulders as if to say "What can you do?"

"Well, good morning," Hannah says hesitantly. "I was just about to ask Elayne if we could make some breakfast..." Her voice trails off, and she glances at her mother once more for support before returning her attention to you. "You haven't slept this late since...well, ever." There's an undercurrent of excitement in her tone that's hard not to miss.

Elayne clears her throat loudly, effectively steering the conversation back on track. "Why don't we all help each other and make breakfast together? It'll be more fun that way."