The bed looked like it belonged in a high-class hotel room, not a student dorm—a plush mattress layered with silken sheets and several soft pillows. It was completely different from the simple setup in the inns, at least the ones he was used to.
Ethan walked in and looked around. From the outside, the room looked small, but inside, it was quite big. A wardrobe stood nearby, and when he opened it, he saw many spare robes, standard academy loungewears, and, thank the gods, many pairs of underclothes.
Ethan pulled out a set of loungewear and ran a hand across the fabric. Quality stuff. He changed into a fresh pair, tossing the robe onto the nearby chair, and finally—finally—felt like he wasn't one step away from being thrown out of the place for looking homeless.
He closed the wardrobe and turned to take in the rest of the room. A large desk sat under a narrow window that overlooked a distant tower, and a mana lamp hovered gently above it, casting a soft glow.
