Morning, Monday
The air was crisp as Lucan, with Aurelia by his side, walked toward the secluded area where Hima and Rina were resting. The sun was starting to set, casting a golden hue across the landscape, and the forest surrounding them. Lucan called them here for healing purpose.
Aurelia walked, her long, flowing hair swaying gently as she walked. Her deep blue eyes shimmered, and the soft glow of her aura surrounded her like a comforting blanket. She wore a simple yet elegant outfit—a long, form-fitting dress of pale gold that seemed to shimmer with every step. The fabric was adorned with intricate silver patterns, reminiscent of swirling winds.
Lucan, with his dark hair and sharp features, wore his usual attire. As they reached their destination, he turned to Aurelia and smiled.
"Are you sure you can heal them?" he asked softly.
Aurelia smiled, "Yes. I can."
