Evaline:
The common room of our dorm was unusually quiet for a Friday evening.
Mallory just headed to the showers minutes ago, and Ria was in the study hall to work on her project in peace and silence, leaving the dorm filled with a soft hum of enchanted lamps and the faint music Rowan had set up before he sat down with me to work on our projects.
I was curled up on the long couch with my laptop, books and parchment stacked on the table, and a cup of herbal tea.
Rowan was sitting right beside me with his own work, occasionally glancing at me whenever I muttered under my breath or scribbled something aggressively and crossed it out a second later.
I was deep into rewriting a section on Lunaris Root extraction when the dorm door suddenly opened.
The sound alone made me look up.
Ria stepped inside, and the second I saw her face, I knew something was up.
She didn't look tired.
She didn't look annoyed.
