[Elsevana's POV]
I stood watching Ovelia, waiting for her to return to her physical body. Seconds passed. Then more seconds. She remained firmly in place, her astral body flickering slightly with uncertainty.
Don't tell me she doesn't know how to go back.
Ovelia opened her eyes and looked at me. Her expression said everything—confusion knitting her brows, embarrassment coloring her cheeks, a touch of panic lurking in the depths of those remarkable red eyes. She looked like a child who'd wandered too far from home and suddenly realized she didn't know the way back.
I couldn't help it. I chuckled softly, the sound warm and unguarded in the quiet room.
"To return to your physical body," I explained gently, "simply think of waking up. That's all it takes." I gestured to the glowing blue book in her hands. "Also, that magical book is now linked to you. You can summon it whenever you need it."
"How?" Her voice was small, eager to learn, like a student hungry for knowledge.
