[Elythia]
[Sanctum of Inquiry]
The dim glow of lanterns pulsed faintly against the sterile surfaces of the laboratory.
Aelfric stood at the heart of it all, across from him, Lyra exhaled slowly, her arms folding beneath her chest, her fingers digging into the fabric of her dark attire as though grounding herself. The woman's eyes flickered with something unreadable, though her posture remained composed.
"So, have you discovered anything?" Aelfric's voice was calm, yet there was an urgency beneath his measured tone, a restrained desperation that betrayed him.
Lyra tilted her head slightly, studying him before offering a sigh. "You're much too impatient, Aelfric. It has only been two days."
Two days.
To him, it had felt like an eternity.
Yet before he could respond, Lyra's gaze shifted, her expression darkening ever so slightly.
"But," she murmured, "I have discovered something."
