The sound of soft footsteps echoed faintly against the polished marble floor as High Priestess Jenna entered the chamber, her long robes trailing behind her.
Kana glanced up, expecting the usual poised elegance she had grown used to, but the sight before her made her freeze.
The High Priestess looked drained.
Her pale face was framed by slightly disheveled strands of hair, and faint shadows clung beneath her half-lidded eyes.
Her steps lacked their usual grace, and the exhaustion written across her features made her seem far too human for someone Kana had always seen as untouchable.
Kana's chest tightened with guilt. She knew Jenna must have stayed up most of the night preparing barriers and spells to keep her safe, and now she was still coming here to check on her.
She opened her mouth, intending to tell Jenna that there was no need for her to worry so much… but the steady presences of Lysera and Irielle at her sides stopped her.
