Chapter 351 Jeanne Becomes a Saint of Continuum
Sanctum Aristeia, The Night Before the Continuum Council
The gentle night breeze carries the fragrance of blooming night flowers in the garden of Sanctum.
The city of Gaia lies in tranquility after months filled with tension.
However, inside the palace, the private chambers of Jeanne and Joanna radiate a warmth that sharply contrasts with the usual political meetings and magical discussions; it feels like a haven from the outside world's complexities.
Outside, the stars shimmer brightly, seemingly guarding the magical secrets known only to witches. This soft light casts dancing silhouettes on the walls of their room, creating mysterious shadows that remind them of the joy of their childhood.
Tonight... they are simply sisters.
Jeanne and Joanna lie on a large bed adorned with white sheets embroidered with golden thread.
Both wear soft pajamas made of lightweight flannel: Jeanne in a gentle blue, and Joanna in a deep purple.
Between them lies an old book, open to pages filled with notes on magic and spells passed down through generations. They frequently peruse these pages, reading together and imagining the thrilling adventures that await them.
Next to the bed, a small crystal lamp emitted a golden glow, casting a warm hue that felt reminiscent of their childhood, when they would hide from the outside world and construct castles of imagination from pillows and blankets—a time filled with memories of laughter and joy, as if the magic of their past enveloped this evening.
"I can't believe we can still be like this," Joanna murmured, hugging a large pillow, her eyes shining with nostalgia. Deep within their hearts lay an unwavering love and trust, always present between two souls who protected one another.