"Well, here's your dorm room. You'll find your supplies for classes and brand-new uniforms inside," the violet sprite explained, hovering in front of the door with a faint buzz. "Remember, the feast begins in less than two hours—don't be late."
With that, she zipped away, leaving the three of them standing outside their new quarters.
Michael, being closest, stepped forward to open the door. He cast a brief glance at Melody, who stood beside him with an expression that could curdle milk. Ever since learning she'd be sharing a room—with two men, no less—her mood had sunk into unmistakable gloom.
The door swung open to reveal a spacious common area. A fireplace crackled to the right, radiating a welcoming warmth that painted the lounge and nearby chairs in a soft, golden glow.
A sturdy table stood nearby, surrounded by four high-backed chairs. Bookcases lined portions of the walls, while tasteful décor gave the place an almost aristocratic charm.
