Chapter 95 Caelum

• The castle seems to breathe more softly now that Seraphina is no longer here. Her absence is a palpable relief, as if the heavy shadow that once hung over the halls has dissipated, allowing the light to reach places that were once hidden. But the emptiness she left behind also carries its own weight. It’s not the comfortable kind of silence; it’s a space filled with the echo of her betrayal, the remnants of her dark magic still vibrating in the walls, and, most of all, the uncertainty of her whereabouts.
• The last clue about Seraphina placed her in the hospital with Alexander, and since then, even the best trackers in Veridiana have been unable to find her. She’s slippery, moving like a ghost, using her magical abilities to hide, to disappear when she’s most needed. It frustrates me deeply, but it also intrigues me. She’s always had a unique talent for manipulating things to her advantage, and as much as I hate to admit it, it’s what makes her a dangerous and cunning opponent.
• I walk through the palace halls, feeling the magic vibrating around me with every step. It’s not a new sensation; I’ve always known the castle is imbued with centuries of enchantments. But now it’s different. The distortion that once tainted the air, fueled by Seraphina, is gone. The magic is now purer, more balanced. If I close my eyes, I can almost hear it, a low hum that blends with the sound of the wind outside.