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Good afternoon, Magister. I hope I have come at a convenient time for you? I wish to return these items to you, which you have so thoughtfully left with me the other day. The tea was delicious and I am certain the cup's unique and beautiful design has significantly contributed to the soothing effect. And here is the blanket, carefully laundered and folded. You have my thanks. May you now enjoy an undisturbed and peaceful evening. *Cyan places the items on a sideboard and bows.* (-Magister Cyran)

(The scenery is as follows: the modestly sized room is filled with the light from outside beautifully. The stained glass in the window on the furthermost wall paints the sunshine into a magnificent, sunset-like shade of gold, and under said window is a tight yet cosy nook (for reading?). The room is warm and filled with a subtle scent of cedarwood, from the modest archway on the right comes a light steam, akin to that of a kettle nearing boiling. There are two large bookshelves in the room - one on the farthest wall, one on the wall to the left. On the same, latter wall is another large shelf, but it doesn't appear to store books, but something different. The room is very vibrant and full, but it's slight chaos seems... Organised?)

(Magister Válkyrie is caught putting back one of the objects stored in the last mentioned shelf.)

Válkyrie turns their gaze to face the unexpected visitor, a bit flustered. But upon recognition a smile appeared on their face.

„Oh! What a pleasant surprise! Greetings. Don't worry, you've come at quite the convenient time. Your visit is not of disturbance, Magister.” They finish the task of putting back said object, before making a swift gesture with their hand somewhere to their right - the music that previously filled the air softly and languidly stops. Then, they bow their head in greeting additionally.

„Ah, I see. Thank you very much for bringing them back.”

A pause lingers..

„I dare assume, your duty calls you now? No time to spare has the dearest Court Mage?” The tone of their voice is calm, as always, but there's a hint of almost melancholic hopefulness to it. But there's barely enough of it to even seem real. And even if - the jest in the last sentence masks it well.

(A/N: sorry for the long response, I can't help myself... graphomania... x[)