Chapter 197 - Realm of Echoes

Aryana knelt beside the stream and observed as the healing waters softly brushed over Cyrus's injuries, repairing the cuts and bruises that had disfigured his body. The ritual continued, with Aryana's movements flowing naturally as she poured water and her voice fading in and out like a holy chant, words infused with age-old power. Cyrus's face stopped contorting in agony, and his breathing became calm. His eyelids briefly opened, and he turned to face Aryana with a little, appreciative smile, “You... always find a way” he murmured softly, He smiled back at Aryana, who leaned down to lightly kiss his forehead, “Rest now, my love” Cyrus closed his eyes and breathed deeply and steadily. His eyes had a fresh vitality and he looked up at her with a gentle, appreciative smile as his breathing slowed. A rare warmth filled her heart at the sight, and she found herself smiling back at him, “Aryana” he murmured, shifting slightly to sit up in the water, “I’m fine now, thanks to you