Evening descended upon the Mathers mansion, painting the sky with shades of lavender and gold. Within the confines of your room, an array of books and scrolls were strewn across the desk, a testament to the relentless effort to grasp the intricacies of the Lugnican script. The rhythmic scratching of the quill and occasional sighs were the room's only soundtrack.
Typically, it was Ram who'd pay a visit during these intensive study sessions, her stern yet caring gaze ensuring that you stayed on track. However, this evening was different.
A gentle tap echoed through the quiet room. The door opened slightly, revealing Rem with a tray holding a freshly brewed pot of tea.
"You seem quite busy, Mastering our language, are you?" Rem teased lightly, her voice soft and melodic. "I noticed Ram hasn't checked on you yet, so I thought I'd bring you some tea to keep you going." She placed the tray on a nearby table, her fingers grazing a few pages as she looked over the work. "You're making good progress, but don't overwork yourself. If you ever need help or just want to take a break, I'm here for you." Her smile was sincere, a gentle offer of support in the midst of the evening's scholarly endeavors.
