Annenburg, Province X

At the Ormond family estate, the air was filled with the laughter of children and the quiet warmth of a winter afternoon. After lunch, Elora and her cousins sat under the gazebo in the snow-dusted yard, enjoying each other's company while watching their younger brothers play gleefully in the

snow.

Tatum, the private chef Elora had recently hired, approached the gazebo with a tray in hand. His arrival was as calming as a warm breeze on a frosty day.

Ormond sisters exchanged quick glances; they had all noticed how charming Tatum was. His cooking was exceptional, but it wasn't just his culinary skills that made him stand out. There was something about his demeanor-his warmth and quiet attentiveness-that made him a joy to have around. Even the bitter cold seemed less biting in his presence. The young women weren't cold, though. Their clothing was warm and luxurious, perfectly suited for the wintry weather. What made this day special was the rare opportunity to be together. Between work and studies, time for family bonding was scarce. Elora's invitation to enjoy the snowy scenery had brought them all together, and the nostalgia of childhood memories

set the tray down. He placed the teapot on a small portable stove to keep it warm, along with a selection of snacks designed to be eaten hot. His thoughtfulness was

hungry yet. You should rest-you'll need

hot pot for dinner tonight. What do you think, Miss?" Though others in the family might share their preferences, it was Elora's decision that mattered most. Tatum worked exclusively for

hot pot it is," she said warmly. She turned

unshakable. Since he had become her private chef, meals

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