This made Augustya sceptical and a little curious. Should he touch it or not? But it had already been written to press on. He moved his hands away, not liking to touch foreign stuff, and stepped back.
The decor of the room was warm yet enigmatic, with many mirrors. He tilted his head to the other side of the wall, where many paintings and artefacts were hanging.
"Pretty!" Words escaped from his lips as he drowned in the paintings. Forgetting the main quest why he was here.
Perhaps leaving here would take time.
He couldn't blame himself for his admiration for paintings. Suddenly, his eyes noticed a photoframe where his biological father could be seen with a tall man who was wearing a white coat, and in the middle there was a young lady with two ponytails standing. The picture looked old and quite archaic because of the Cygnus castle on the back.