Mandira stood at the center of Shennong's main chamber. The place was surprisingly warm and welcoming for a underground dungeon. The walls glowed softly with enchanted magic crystals, and the decor was a blend of practicality and elegance. Shennong walked beside her, arms behind his back, offering a faint smile.
"This will be your room," he said, pushing open a door with a gentle creak.
Mandira stepped in, arching a brow. "Huh. I was expecting stone walls, chains, maybe a skeleton in the corner."
Shennong chuckled. "That is just normal dungeons. This is main room where i live so of course this is better. The books are Romina's too—she's gathered a massive collection."
Mandira eyed the towering shelves that lined one wall of the room. She walked to one, trailing a finger along the spines. "Hmm. 'Mysteries of the Void', 'The Forbidden Garden', 'Elvish Love Ballads'... Wait, what?"
Shennong blinked. "Don't judge. Romina said it's all 'for cultural education'."
