Days passed, and Alera's training continued. Pyris was relentless but fair, pushing her to confront her shadows, to learn the nuances of her magic. The fear that had once ruled her began to fade, replaced by a growing confidence. Her shadows, once wild and untamed, started to respond to her will more clearly. Pyris continued to instruct her, showing her how to channel her emotions without letting them control her.
After one particularly exhausting session, Pyris led Alera back into the mansion, where a tall, elegant figure was waiting for them in the entrance hall. She had long dark hair and striking golden eyes—the same as Pyris. Her presence radiated grace and power.
"Alera," Pyris said, his tone softer than usual. "This is my sister, Aurelia."
Alera looked up, her eyes widening. She had heard of Aurelia Obsidian—one of the ladies of House Obsidian.
