Chapter hundred sixteen

As the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room, Sophia stirred awake, her mind buzzing with a mixture of nerves and determination.

The weight of the impending Conclave pressed down on her, but unlike the days prior, she felt a newfound sense of resolve coursing through her veins.

Beside her, Angela lay sound asleep, her gentle breathing a comforting presence in the quiet room.

With a small smile, Sophia reached out to gently shake her friend awake.

"Morning, Angela," she murmured, her voice soft with the weight of anticipation.

Angela stirred, blinking sleepily as she gradually became aware of her surroundings. "Morning, Sophia," she replied, her voice warm with affection.

"How are you feeling today?"

Sophia hesitated for a moment, considering her answer.

"I'm... okay," she finally admitted, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "Nervous, definitely, but... also strangely calm."

Angela nodded understandingly, a reassuring smile gracing her lip
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