Whispers of the Castle Morning
Galadmir woke up as usual, his beloved still sleeping peacefully beside him. Without disturbing her, he slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom to complete his morning routine. When he returned, she hadn’t stirred. Smiling softly, he decided to let her rest and stepped out into the hallway. He had no particular destination in mind. As this place was vast, he often strolled casually without thinking about the destination. As he entered the lift, a memory of vast library flashed in his mind. He pressed the button for the ground floor, and the lift slid downwards silently. The castle’s library was a cathedral of quiet wonder, its vaulted ceilings arched like dragon wings, and sunlight filtered through stained-glass windows depicting ancient legends. Being in the library always brought him peace of mind. Few things gave him more joy than sitting with a good book and earnest feeling to read it. He will immerse himself completely and time dissolved in those moments. Galadmir spent so m...