Back at home, we gently guided the elf girl into the main room, where we all gathered. Eric, Joshua, and I looked at her with a mix of compassion and curiosity, wanting to make her feel as welcome and safe as possible.
I began by saying, "Welcome to our home. My name is Roy, and this is Eric and Joshua. We want you to feel safe here."
Eric stepped forward, his voice calm and reassuring. "We know you've been through a lot, but you're free now. You don't have to be afraid anymore."
Joshua smiled at her, trying to lighten the atmosphere. "And if you ever want to talk or need anything, we're here for you."
The girl looked at us, her eyes reflecting a mixture of relief and uncertainty. "My name is Elara," she said softly, her voice trembling slightly. "Thank you for saving me."
I nodded and gave her a warm smile. "Elara, you don't have to thank us. You're part of our family now. Just be yourself, and take your time to heal. We'll help you in any way we can."
Elara's eyes filled with tears, but this time, they were tears of gratitude. "I... I don't know how to repay you."
Joshua shook his head. "You don't have to. Just being here with us is enough."
We spent the rest of the evening talking, trying to learn more about each other. We wanted Elara to feel comfortable and understand that she had a new family that cared for her. We explained the routines of our household and assured her that she could take her time to adjust.
As the night grew darker, we prepared a simple but warm meal, something more nourishing than the usual oats and barley. We sat together, sharing stories and laughter, creating a sense of normalcy and hope.
Elara's presence brought a new dynamic to our home, and we were determined to help her rebuild her life.