Arriving at the Academy

The steam from the warm bathwater filled the spacious bathing chamber, softening the outlines of the luxurious marble walls and intricate runic carvings that lined them.

Orion eased beneath the shower, releasing a contented sigh as the water soothed his tired muscles and revitalized his aching joints.

"Ah… this feels wonderful," Orion murmured, eyes half-closing in satisfaction as the heat seeped into him, loosening the fatigue that had built up from his intense rune practice session last night.

Rina gently laughed from beside him, her blonde hair cascading gracefully down her shoulders into the water.

Her playful gaze flashed with amusement as she reached for the soap, filling her hands delicately. "Master really overdid it last night, didn't he? That mountain of parchment—it looked like an entire group of mages had created runic papers in your room."