[The book will be finished either by this month or next month- Thank you for always supporting!]
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When Arabella reached her study room, she pushed the door open so abruptly it startled Lastor, who had been asleep. His eyelids cracked open, his green eyes still glazed with exhaustion as he tried to make sense of the sudden intrusion— until he noticed Arabella and Ariel rushing straight to the black pot in the corner.
"What is—" he stumbled out of bed, the blanket tangling at his legs until he shoved it away. Panic flickered through him as he caught the determined expression fixed on Arabella's face, the chalk clutched tightly in her hand, while Ariel's pallid features trembled in fear, her eyes darting with confusion as though she herself wasn't sure if she was awake or trapped in a nightmare.
