Arian led Eilis through the grand corridors of the Lycan castle until they reached the entrance of a vast library, where the air carried the scent of ancient parchment and the soft glow of twilight illuminated shelves upon shelves of books. The ethereal luminescence of the room unfolded before Eilis, revealing volumes that seemed to resonate with the secrets of the twilight realm. The whispers of ancient scrolls and bound manuscripts echoed within the library's walls.
"This, Eilis, is our library—a sanctuary that houses the rich tapestry of Duskvale's history," Arian gestured, inviting her into the sanctum of knowledge.
As they entered, the room revealed literary treasures, and Arian's eyes gleamed with pride rooted in the legacy of his realm.
"I believe it would be beneficial for you to acquaint yourself with our culture and history," Arian explained. "Feel free to explore the records, delve into the chronicles of our past, and let the tales of Duskvale unfold before you."
Eilis, surrounded by the literary gems of Duskvale, felt a sense of reverence for the knowledge that awaited her. Astraia nestled comfortably in her arms, observed the unfolding scene with cosmic curiosity.
"Thank you for sharing your history with me. This library is beyond amazing, and I have never seen so many books and scrolls." Eilis expressed, her gaze scanning the shelves adorned with texts.
Arian smiled, offering encouragement. "Take your time, and if you have any questions or if there's anything you wish to discuss, I am here."
As Arian left her to explore the library's treasures, he took one step before turning back around. "Would you care to join me for dinner? I seldom have guests and prefer your company this evening."
"Of course, I am curious to see what you will have prepared."