The next day, Emery returned to the Magus Academy, yet his path did not lead him toward the Twilight Hall as it usually did. Instead, he walked deeper into the academy grounds, toward a quieter and more secluded part of the estate where the presence of nature seemed to soften even the weight of magic itself.
He soon arrived at a gently flowing river that wound through the academy like a ribbon of silver.
The surroundings were serene to the point of feeling almost unreal.
It was here that Emery found her.
Grand Magus Aurora stood at the edge of the river, lecturing a small group of students seated on smooth stone slabs. Her voice carried gently across the space, calm and composed, yet every word reached its audience with perfect clarity.
Emery did not interrupt. He remained at a respectful distance, allowing the lesson to conclude in its own time.
