The Ritual Hall, despite its majesty, remained silent. Yareen stood alone at its center, while above her, icy spheres infused with spiritual light slowly rotated, casting snowflake-like patterns across the marble floor.
After a long pause, Mistress Kaelis emerged from the shadows. Clad in a simple yet elegant robe without embellishment, she radiated a calm that could be mistaken for silence—but only by those unfamiliar with her power.
She halted in front of Yareen without a word.
The girl bowed deeply, not daring to question why she had been summoned.
Kaelis stepped closer. Her gaze was unreadable, but her voice was soft, like snow settling on marble.
"Within the coming days, the Snow Mirror Fruit will ripen.
