The adventurers quietly took their leave, doing their best not to intrude on Charlotte's inner monologue.
They closed the door behind them, the echo of their footsteps slowly fading away as they got further and further away from the room.
Suddenly, the door to Charlotte's chamber opened quietly, and in stepped a lean, scholarly figure.
His movements were swift and efficient, his hands buried in the pockets of his gray robes.
He approached Charlotte, his face a pleasant blend of concern and curiosity.
"Professor Charlotte," the man said, his tone conveying both concern and hesitation.
"I've heard the news about your friend. While I hope for a favorable outcome, I understand this must be a difficult time for you. Please know that I'm here to assist in any way I can."
His words seemed to echo in the chamber, amplifying the solemnity of the situation.
Charlotte acknowledged his offer with a simple nod, her eyes remaining downcast.
