As night fell and the festivities began, Elara found herself a quiet spot on a balcony overlooking the Sanctum's gardens. She needed a moment of solitude to reflect on the journey that had brought her here. The stars above mirrored the twinkling lights below, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of the enchanted flowers.
Kael joined her, his imposing figure softened by the festive attire he wore. "Penny for your thoughts?" he asked, leaning on the railing beside her.
Elara smiled. "Just thinking about how far we've come. A year ago, I was just a novice, unsure of my place. Now, I'm a Master Healer, leading the next generation."
Kael nodded, his gaze thoughtful. "You've earned it, Elara. We all have. But this is just the beginning. There's still much to do, many more to help."
Their conversation was interrupted by Lyra, who appeared with a mischievous smile. "Come on, you two. You're missing the best part of the festival!"