The Gold class dormitory was obscene.
Kael stood in the doorway of his assigned room, taking it in. High ceilings with crystalline light fixtures that hummed with ambient mana. Walls of polished dark wood that probably cost more than most families earned in a year. A bed large enough for three people, draped in silk sheets that shimmered with faint enchantments—temperature regulation, probably, or maybe something more exotic.
The bathroom was visible through an archway—marble floors, a soaking tub the size of a small pond, fixtures that gleamed like they'd never been touched by human hands.
His own space. No roommates or any shared walls.
Just some peace and quiet.
Kael stepped inside and let the door close behind him.
He stripped without ceremony—clothes dropping to the floor, bandages unwinding from his hands, the accumulated grime of two weeks of travel and preparation finally ready to be washed away.
The hot water hit his shoulders like a blessing.
