•Firera's Dimension•
[Ovelia's POV]
I had been in the garden. The sun had been warm on my face, the scent of roses thick in the air. And then—
I was standing in front of a cottage.
Am I dreaming?
But this feeling—this place—felt familiar.
"Ovelia."
I turned.
Lady Firera stood behind me, her red eyes soft, her red hair falling over her shoulders. Behind her, the landscape stretched out in every direction—a garden full of flowers I had never seen before, their colors too vivid, their shapes too perfect. A river wound through the grass, glittering like liquid diamonds. Animals moved among the trees—rabbits with fur as white as snow, deer with antlers that glowed faintly, birds with wings that shimmered like opals.
"Lady Firera." I smiled, glad to see her again. "Where am I? This place is lovely. It is so different from before."
"This is my dimension." She gestured around us.
