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The iron door groaned, a low, metallic sigh as I nudged it shut, silencing the wind's distant howl.
Sera already stood by the mirror, her silver hair catching the dim light, fingers tracing her hair through its length.
She didn't even notice a person entering the room?
It must be true that girls forget the world when they look themselves in the mirror.
"Sera." I called.
She stiffened instantly, a tremor running through her shoulders.
She turned slightly, a soft blush blooming on her cheeks.
"H-hello, Rune." A familiar awkwardness still clung to her.
I sighed, the sound barely audible over the rustle of my gear.
My boots thumped softly on the stone floor as I walked towards the table.
"How was your day?" I asked.
Her sword, Grave Digger, lay beside the table, its dark hilt shining under the chandelier's soft glow.
