It didn't take long for Corven to make his way back to Aisha—this time finding her in her study, buried in the usual flood of administrative chaos. She was seated behind a massive desk covered in stacks of paperwork, half-spent quills, and stamped documents. A small, luminescent crystal lamp hovered beside her, casting a soft white glow over the mess to help ease the strain on her eyes.
"You returned quickly," Aisha said, not looking up right away. When she finally did, Corven noticed the thin glasses perched on her nose—something new. They suited her, though it was clear they were more out of necessity than style.
She blinked at him, clearly not expecting to see him back so soon.
"Is this what you need?" Corven asked, raising the glowing vial slightly toward her.
Aisha stared blankly. "What…?"
Corven tilted his head, confused by her confusion. "Huh?"
