A Child Saved, A Tense Repast

Beck's face drained of color as he took in the sight of his soaking wet niece in Elara's arms. He rushed forward, his eyes wide with panic.

"Shanice! What happened?" He reached out, taking the trembling child from Elara's arms.

"She fell into the hot spring," Elara explained, adjusting her robe tighter around herself. "I was there and pulled her out immediately."

Beck clutched Shanice to his chest, his expression shifting from fear to relief to intense gratitude. "Thank you. God, thank you so much."

Shanice buried her face against her uncle's neck, her small body still shaking. "I'm sorry, Uncle Beck. I wanted to see the magic water."

"I was on a call for just a minute," Beck said, his voice unsteady. He looked at Elara with genuine remorse. "I thought she was watching TV in the room."

Elara nodded, feeling a sudden awkwardness as she stood there in just her bathrobe. "Children can disappear in seconds. She's fine, just scared."