According to the official reason given to Isveytan and the other high-ranking members of the White Tower, this was a residence Silvia had prepared for herself within the tower.
A regal residence befitting a Throne might be somewhat grandiose, yet not at all inappropriate.
However, why was it that even though it was meant only for the White Tower Master herself, everything from the furniture to the tableware was in sets of two? Even the bedroom was specifically equipped with a man's wardrobe and dressing mirror...
Only the White Tower Master who made such requests truly knew why.
In the spacious hall, the Silver-haired Witch leaned back in her silver throne. Illusory, dusky yellow feathers cascaded down in layers from behind her, as she gently swirled the delicately crafted wine glass in her hand. Her pure silver eyes gazed at the swirling crimson liquid within the glass, lost in thought.
