Bewildered, I looked around but the previous image had disappeared, now I was back in the alchemy laboratory. The dense air of the flasks and potions, along with the aroma of incense surrounded me. My forehead was sweating, and my hands were shaking uncontrollably. What had just happened? The echo of her words resonated in my mind, like a distant song that I couldn't reach.
"Cyan, are you okay?" Cynthia's voice reached me, breaking my thoughts.
I came back to reality, but my mind was still floating somewhere else. I looked at her, trying to hide my confusion.
"Ah... yes, I'm fine," I answered, trying to convince myself. But my heart was still racing, overflowing with unknown feelings.
Cynthia looked at me with a concern that I couldn't ignore. Her eyes, normally so serene, now shone with a concern that made me feel out of place.
"You don't look well, Cyan. I think you should go to the infirmary." Her tone was firm, but also filled with a care that warmed my heart a little.
