The first rays of sunlight filtered through the high windows of Ragnar's Northern Territory hall, casting warm, golden streaks across the room. Jisoo slowly stirred, stretching her arms and yawning as she blinked against the soft morning light. The fur blanket had shifted slightly during the night, leaving her wrapped snugly, and for a brief moment, the events of yesterday felt like a distant dream.
As consciousness fully returned, the reality of her situation hit her all over again. She sat up, brushing strands of hair from her face, and glanced around the room. The Northern Territory was quiet, almost eerily so, and the scent of yesterday's cooking still lingered faintly in the air.
Jisoo ran a hand through her hair, groaning softly. "Ugh… morning already? And I have no idea what Ragnar is going to make me do today…" Her mind instantly started racing with thoughts of ingredients, meals, and the endless, maddening system notifications waiting to ping her again.
