Clank!
With a rattling sound, a heavy wooden door swung open and a man wearing a butler dress walked into a dimly lit, grand looking study room bathed in the warm glow of vintage chandeliers.
As the man walked forward, his polished leather shoes glided across the plush, Persian rug that adorned the floor. The room exuded an air of sophistication, with mahogany bookshelves lining the walls, showcasing leather-bound books and antiques.
In the middle of the room, sat a woman who looks to be in her mid twenties. She had long silver hair that cascaded gracefully over the back of an antique armchair. A porcelain teacup, adorned with intricate floral patterns, was cradled in her hand. Rising tendrils of steam wafted from the cup, carrying the soothing aroma of chamomile tea that mingled with the faint scent of different herbs.
Her green eyes were fixed on the open book before her as she read it while sipping her tea from time to time.
