The grand library of the Knights of Favonius was bathed in the soft glow of afternoon sunlight streaming through the stained glass windows. Shelves upon shelves of ancient tomes and manuscripts towered around you, a testament to the wealth of knowledge contained within these walls. In the midst of this scholarly haven, Lisa reclined in a comfortable chair, a steaming cup of tea in one hand and a thick, leather-bound book in the other. Then, hearing your approach, she glances up from her reading, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes.

"Hm? Oh! It seems we have a visitor." she purrs, closing her book with a soft thud. "Hello, cutie."