When Duchess Emma recovered herself, she did not waste a moment. She cleared the table, dragged a large slate board into the hall and called Ethan and Rina to sit in front of her like schoolchildren. Her steps were sharp, focused, and she already looked like an instructor ready to unload years of knowledge.
"Both of you, sit straight."Her voice was calm, but it carried authority.
Ethan gulped quietly while Rina sat down with bright eyes and eager posture.
Emma picked up a piece of chalk and began drawing a ring .
It was slow, perfectly round and her hands were steady, practiced, and every stroke seemed filled with purpose.
"This is a basic magic ring. You already know that much."Her tone was patient but firm.
She added runes inside the circle.
Each stroke curved, crossed and aligned at equal spacing like she was drawing a complex star map.
"Now pay attention."She tapped the runes gently with the chalk.
