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The next day, the queen and Rara reconvened in the palace garden in the afternoon. The sun cast a warm, golden light over the meticulously tended flowers and shrubs, creating a serene and picturesque setting.

The queen, poised and graceful, began to explain the process to Rara. “For beginners, you must sit cross-legged and place your index fingers and pinky fingers on either side of your head, just above your ears,” she instructed, demonstrating the posture with practiced ease.

Rara mimicked the queen’s movements, settling onto the soft grass. “Inhale, exhale, concentrate,” the queen continued, her voice calm and soothing.

Rara, already accustomed to magical practices, found the technique relatively straightforward. Her innate magical abilities seemed to accelerate her progress. Within moments, she felt herself slipping into a meditative state, and her surroundings began to dissolve into a strange, mystical space.

As she looked around, Rara saw the fog fairies—ethereal beings with tran