Soft, golden tones filled the room as the early sun shone through the drapes.
When Ahcehera woke up from her slumber, she felt strangely light, but she also felt a peculiar sensation in her chest that she couldn't quite identify. Last night...
Her eyes fluttered open, and she immediately noticed something was different. The air felt sharper, every sound amplified as if her senses had been heightened overnight.
Sitting up slowly, she glanced around the room. The changes are too abrupt.
Richard was nowhere to be seen. Where could he be?
Her brows furrowed in confusion. She stretched out her mental power to detect his presence, but there was nothing, no trace of his familiar aura lingering in the villa.
Unease began to creep into her chest as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood. I need to find him. He was not yet better.
Her body felt... stronger.
