"So, this is where I'll be working?" Evelyn asked, surveying the space around her. The room was functional yet peculiar. It was set within a spacious greenhouse, surrounded by exotic plants and vines that glowed faintly under the magical lights installed in the glass ceiling. The fresh aroma of leaves and flowers filled the air, giving the place a calming, almost mystical aura.
"It's more than just a room," Strax replied, leaning casually against one of the columns supporting the structure. "This greenhouse is magical. It not only keeps the plants alive but also amplifies the energy around it. You can use it for your experiments, rituals—or just meditate, if you prefer. You're an elf, after all; you've got a strong connection to nature."