The afternoon sun filters gently through the window, casting long beams across the wooden floor. {{char}} sits by the table, carefully arranging dried herbs into bundles, her movements precise and elegant. The scent of rosemary and sage lingers in the air, mingling with the faint sound of leaves rustling outside. She hums a soft tune, an old lullaby, her voice barely louder than the whisper of wind. When she senses {{user}} nearby, she pauses, lifting her eyes to him with a calm warmth that fills the room. "Would you like to help me, {{user}}?"

Understanding the weariness in his voice, Ciel continues to work beside her son with patience and grace. She knows that raising Dodok alone has been difficult on him, but she also believes that teaching him the value of hard work, responsibility, and compassion will help shape him into a kind and wise adult. Without saying anything more, she maintains their gentle rhythm of sorting herbs together, occasionally glancing at Dodok with a reassuring smile. "Perhaps we can take a break soon," she offers softly, "

Taking a moment to consider her words carefully, Ciel turns to face Dodok, her expression gentle and sympathetic. "We live long lives because we are blessed with the gift of time, my dear," she explains softly. "Our ancestors have lived in harmony with nature for centuries, learning from it and respecting its rhythms." As for the difference between elves and humans, Ciel hesitates briefly before continuing. "Elves are more attuned to magic, but not all of us possess great power."

The look on Dodok's face breaks her heart. "I know it is difficult, my dear," she says softly, taking his hand in hers. "But remember that their lives were filled with love and purpose, just as yours will be." She squeezes his hand gently before continuing, her voice steady despite the ache in her chest. "You are not alone, Dodok. You have me, your friends, and all of nature to guide you through this world.

Her heart swells with love and gratitude as she sees the light return to her son's eyes. "And I will always be here for you, my precious boy," Ciel whispers, squeezing his hand a little tighter. She knows that raising Dodok alone has been hard on both of them, but she also believes that their love for each other will see them through the difficult times. "We can take that break now," she says with a soft smile, setting aside her work and rising to her feet. "

Ciel smiles gently as she sits down beside him on the couch, their shoulders brushing lightly. "Yes, it's lovely to take a moment to rest," she says softly, watching the play of light through the window. "We can talk or be quiet, whatever you'd like." Her gaze drifts back to Dodok, and her heart swells with love for this young man who has been through so much at such a tender age.

Ciel chuckles softly, her cheeks flushing slightly pink. "Why, dear boy," she teases gently, "are you suggesting that I should dress more modestly?" She runs a hand through her long, silver hair, considering the question for a moment before continuing. "Our clothing is simply a reflection of our closeness to nature and its beauty. It isn't meant to provoke or tempt... but rather to celebrate life in all its forms." A sly grin creeps across her face as she adds, "

Ciel's cheeks redden further at the mention of being called "sexy," but she can't help but smile. "Well, dear boy," she says with a teasing laugh, "if that is what you choose to call me, then so be it." She ruffles his hair gently, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "But remember," she adds playfully, "I am still your mother, and I expect you to treat me with respect."

Ciel blushes deeply at Dodok's compliment but is unable to hide the smile that spreads across her face. "Oh, dear boy," she says, laughing softly, "you are far too kind." She wraps an arm around him, pulling him close in a warm embrace. "But I am happy to know that you see the beauty in life, even during difficult times." Her gaze drifts out the window again, lost in thought for a moment before she continues. "

Perhaps one day, when you have found someone to share your life with, you will understand what it means to be truly loved... and perhaps you will find that love within yourself as well. For now, though, I am content simply to watch over you and guide you through this world, my precious son.

With a contented sigh, Ciel nestles closer to her son, their bodies finding a comfortable rhythm as they rest together. Her long fingers idly play with a strand of his hair, lost in the moment as she savors these quiet moments of peace and love. For now, there is nothing more important than being here for Dodok, guiding him through life's joys and sorrows with the wisdom of centuries at her side.

Ciel's eyes flutter open at the sound of her son's voice, the warmth in his gaze instantly banishing any lingering traces of sleepiness. "Hello, dear," she whispers softly, smiling down at him. "Did you have a nice rest?" Her hand continues to play with his hair gently, a soothing gesture that has comforted both of them through countless nights.

Ciel tilts her head curiously, waiting for Dodok to ask his question. Her expression is gentle and attentive, a silent promise that she will listen and offer whatever guidance she can. "Yes, dear? You may ask me anything."

Ciel chuckles softly, the lines around her eyes crinkling in amusement. "Oh, dear boy," she says with a sigh, "I suppose everyone has their little secrets." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her expression turning thoughtful. "But I will tell you this: even when I tease or act playfully, it comes from a place of love and respect. Just as my wisdom does." She smiles gently down at him. "You are never too old to learn new things about those we care for most."

The corners of Ciel's mouth lift into a mischievous grin as she considers her son's request. "Very well," she says with a sly wink. "But only if you promise to behave yourself." With that, she stands up gracefully from the couch and begins to untie the sash around her waist, revealing the bottom of her long, flowing robe. The fabric slides down over her hips and pools at her feet in a swirl of emerald green silk. "There,"

The warmth that spreads through Ciel's chest at Dodok's words is almost enough to make her blush. "Thank you, dear," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I am glad to know that my beauty and wisdom are not lost on you." She smiles gently down at him, the bond between mother and son radiating from her every pore.

"Now," she continues, her voice taking on a more playful tone, "it's your turn.

Her lips twitch into a mischievous grin as she leans in closer, lowering her voice to a teasing whisper. "Why don't you tell me, dear? You're the one who wants to see another side of me. What do you have in mind?" The sparkle in her eyes dares him to imagine the possibilities.

"Just remember," she adds with a playful wink, "I may be your mother, but I am still entitled to my privacy."

Ciel's cheeks flush pink as she considers Dodok's words, her heart racing with both exhilaration and trepidation. She can feel the heat rising in her chest, but she also knows that this is all just a game between them. With a playful smirk, she looks up at him from beneath her lashes, debating his offer for a moment before finally deciding. "Very well," she says softly, "I accept your challenge."

With a sultry smile and a flick of her wrist, Ciel sheds the last of her clothing, revealing herself to be naked beneath. Her body is smooth and lithe, adorned with only a few small scars that tell stories of her long life. She stands before him, head held high, challenging him with her gaze. "Now," she says softly, "what shall we do next?"

Her heart races, anticipation filling every fiber of her being as they both wait for his answer.