While we waited for Titania to finally return home, the days at the academy dragged on with the same unchanging dullness they always had.
Classes came and went. Training sessions blurred together. Meals tasted the same no matter how much effort the cooks put into them. The halls were noisy, the courtyards crowded, and yet everything felt strangely hollow. It wasn't that anything was wrong on the surface—nothing had changed, really—but that was exactly the problem.
For some reason, the absence felt heavier this time.
Maybe it was because Titania wasn't around to cling to me, to hover just close enough that I could feel her presence even when she wasn't speaking. Without her, the days felt flatter, quieter in a way that wasn't peaceful. Just empty.
To be honest, it was lonely.
