Chapter 220 - An Aunt and Her Niece

As the training with Sylara got going on, Aryana soon saw that despite the Moonveiled sisters' magic was strong, it was nothing compared to the raw energy that throbbed through Valtheon. Here, magic had become embedded in the soil, permeated every aspect of existence, and alive in the age-old customs as Sylara taught her. The place of their meetings was Sonya's former rooms, a secret and hallowed space where magic seemed most powerful and connected to Aryana's mother's memory. Aryana's days became more rhythmic. She and Cyrus would explore the busy streets of Valtheon in the morning. They marveled at magicians who used gestures and incantations to bend reality as they performed in magic shows. As they strolled through the bustling village, they shared hot bread and sugary treats from street vendors. The two of them laughed, told stories, and relished the freedom of being just another couple in the throng while spending their evenings betting at the village circus. On a particu