Chapter 335

• “Do I have to beg for us to train under the shade?” Chiara asked with a low grumble, her eyes darting toward Sofia, who wiped sweat from her forehead with a sigh. “We can still get gross and sweaty, even as Fae. And technically, the shade is part of the earth.”
• “An argument that’s both compelling and creative,” I snickered, though my attention strayed as my eyes landed on Leonardo.
• He stood near Graziana, hands submerged in the fountain's basin. Water rippled and splashed under his touch, shimmering with threads of cobalt magic. His shirt, tossed carelessly over a nearby bench, revealed his sculpted chest catching the sunlight.