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Previously

…Elara looked at it, a tear rolling down her cheek. It wasn’t perfect, but it was close. It was the first thing in this strange land that felt like a true connection, a whisper of home. She reached out and took it, the warmth seeping into her fingers. The chapter ended with Elara holding the nascent pastry, a fragile bridge between her world and this one, while King Reginald sputtered in bewildered rage, and Leo, the confused but charming baker, stared at his hands, a dawning realization of his own unique talents beginning to bloom. The culinary charade had taken an unexpected, and perhaps magical, turn.