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There was an attic room, a sanctuary, tucked away in the highest reaches of the Ruchuster Family's Castle.
Its circular glass window overlooked a breathtaking expanse of sky, offering an uninterrupted view of the sunrise and sunset. The room itself, though vintage in design, bore no trace of neglect.
Bookshelves lined the walls, their wood polished to a soft sheen, and the air carried the faint scent of old paper and lavender.
"You've kept it pristine," Curtis Azul remarked, his violet eyes sweeping over the room with an appraising gaze.
Every corner, every creak in the floorboards seemed imbued with care. "Though it's obvious for you, you still have my thanks."
Kayer stood at the door, his expression somber yet softened by a faint smile.
This was Ianthe's Study.
