After enduring another dull day of classes, Margaret, carrying books filled with notes, made her way back to Kara's study once again.
Six o'clock in the afternoon marked their regular meeting time. Unlike yesterday, Kara wasn't lounging by the fireplace tonight. Instead, she sat cross-legged on the floor, engrossed in some experiment, surrounded by a chaotic pile of books and magic stones. Her chestnut-colored hair was loosely gathered behind her head, and she wore only a thin robe and silk shorts, her shapely figure clearly visible.
Without bothering to greet Margaret as she entered, Kara casually tossed a book her way and then ignored her presence.
Margaret murmured her thanks and settled into her usual spot by the window, quietly poring over the old books Kara had provided. The contents were still about the theory of dark magic construction, much like the textbooks she used in class, but every page was marked with red annotations and notes.
