After reaching the royal palace, Sylvia directly walked to her quarters. Her mind was still stuck in the events of the evening so she dismissed her maids early and spent the night in silence.
She couldn't forget the feeling of casting such powerful spells. But why were they even powerful in the first place? She had just cast simple chore magic.
Sylvia bit her lips pondering about this conundrum. She was too tired to cast any more spells and test her strength tonight, so she continued meditating for the rest of the night.
As her slender figure sat alone in the darkness of the night, pure thick astral energy swirling around her body, the night lightened up quickly and morning arrived sooner than she realized.
Sylvia flashed her eyes open with a yawn, but unexpectedly as soon as she did so, she froze and fell backward in shock.
