After ensuring the potions were securely packed in her spatial satchel, Lira made her way to the academy's grand library. Sunlight filtered through the tall, arched windows, illuminating rows upon rows of ancient tomes, scrolls, and enchanted manuscripts. The quiet hum of students studying and the occasional rustle of pages created a calm, focused atmosphere.
At the center of the library, the head librarian, Mistress Valena, was carefully restoring a set of scrolls, her fingers moving deftly over fragile parchment. She looked up as Lira approached, eyes widening slightly at the soft glow emanating from the satchel.
"You've brought something unusual, Lira," Valena said, her tone a mixture of curiosity and amusement.
