"I think this is the one."
Zen pointed to the door right in front of him before turning to his two companions.
"According to the directions we were given, it checks out." Arvell agreed.
"Let's go in then!"
Zen pulled the door open as hard as he could.
*CREAK*
The yirnwood door creaked lightly as it swung open.
Zen took a peek into the room and gasped.
Calling it beautiful would be an underestimate.
From the looks of it, the academy spared little to no effort in providing them with the highest quality amenities money had to buy.
Even as the son of a duke, Zen was blown away by the sight before him.
The classroom was designed as a lecture-style room, so the seats in the back were considerably elevated compared to the front seats.
At the front of the class sat a table, a chair, presumably for the teacher's use, and a blackboard for writing.
The room's layout wasn't what amazed Zen; it was the room design.
Gimme more golden tickets!!!