The following days brought a somber stillness to the estate. Luna could feel a shift in the air, an undercurrent of tension that wound through the quiet halls and shadowed the warm glow of the gardens. Her encounters with the shadowy figure haunted her thoughts, his words a constant whisper in the back of her mind. Power comes at a price.
As she trained each day with James, she pushed herself to her limits, throwing every ounce of focus and energy into perfecting her skills. The closer she came to mastering her powers, the more she sensed the weight of responsibility looming over her. She was no longer just a child learning simple techniques—she was becoming something greater, something powerful.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, James gathered Luna in the study for a new lesson. His expression was serious, and Luna sensed an unspoken heaviness in his gaze.
