William spent the afternoon exploring his room and trying to piece together who the original William Cross had been based on the belongings left behind.
The desk was organized but dusty, suggesting it hadn't been used much. A few old letters from academy acceptance notifications, some basic cultivation manuals that looked barely touched, and a collection of what appeared to be adventure novels stacked haphazardly in one drawer.
The closet held formal clothes appropriate for a noble's son, there was expensive fabrics, precise tailoring and colors that matched House Cross's blue and silver. Everything was maintained perfectly despite William having been gone for six months, which spoke to the efficiency of the household staff.
