That night, after I had rigorously studied the books about the Pyris Affinity for several hours, I finally chose to take a much-needed pause or rather a calculated pause, since I had a planned dinner.
I casually wandered through the sprawling, shadowed corridors. It was already quite late into the night.
Everyone was diligently continuing with their final occupations of the day. Countless servants were quietly scurrying about, meticulously cleaning the castle's vast corridors and scrubbing the floors of every empty room.
These workers were different from the formal maids, who were explicitly employed to directly serve the immediate royal family and the high-ranking nobles residing within the castle, such as myself, my wives, their immediate families, and our esteemed guests.
