Amara POV
Idalia leads me through the winding paths of the garden, the vibrant colors of the flowers and the harmonious sounds of nature enveloping us. The stone circle now feels like a sacred place, a classroom where I am to learn the most important lessons of my life.
We arrive at a small, quaint cottage at the edge of the garden. The scent of freshly baked bread and herbal tea wafts through the open windows, making my stomach growl in anticipation.
Idalia chuckles at the sound. "You've been working hard this morning, and magic requires a lot of energy. Let's eat!"
Inside, the cottage is warm and inviting. The table is set with an array of simple, yet delicious-looking foods, fresh fruits, bread, cheeses, and a steaming pot of herbal tea. We sit down, and I find myself relaxing in t
