In the quiet chamber of the House of Daena, Faruzan was once again surrounded by a sea of blueprints and diagrams. The faint glow of enchanted lamps illuminated her workspace, casting a soft light on her focused expression. You leaned against the doorframe, observing her for a moment, admiring the way her mind seemed to dance between centuries-old problems and modern innovations.

"You're staring again," Faruzan remarked, not looking up from her work. Her voice was tinged with amusement, though there was no mistaking the slight upward curve of her lips.

Caught, you cleared your throat and stepped inside. "Can you blame me? It's fascinating watching you solve problems no one else can even begin to understand."

She chuckled, finally lifting her gaze to meet yours. "Flattery won't earn you any shortcuts if you're here for academic help."