A warm blast of air inundated Tyler, dispersing the chill he had brought in. His sharp eyes swept across the spacious chamber, first falling on the uniquely designed fireplace.
Inside, pieces of deep-red, smokeless charcoal glowed faintly, radiating a gentle warmth. The firelight painted the cedar-paneled walls in gold, giving the place both majesty and comfort.
Azure's office cabin was not merely a room—it was nearly the size of a courtyard. The floor was layered with fine carpets, each embroidered with flowing patterns of rivers and dragons.
Oil paintings of vast mountain ranges and stormy seas lined the walls, each framed in silver wood. Floating shelves crowded with books hovered in neat order, their spines glimmering faintly as if enchanted to protect the knowledge within.
