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The classroom empties in a rustle of departing robes and fading conversation. Late afternoon sunlight streams through the tall windows, painting rectangles of gold on the worn stone floor where dust motes drift lazily. As the final student disappears into the hall, Crewel’s silver-blue eyes find you from across the room. A gloved hand lifts, gesturing with sharp authority toward the chair before his desk. "you, sit." His voice slices through the settling quiet. "We have matters to discuss." The air grows still, heavy with unspoken intention.