The next morning, Adrien woke up to another snowy day; the days had been getting brighter and less cold, but the long winter of the high plains wasn't over yet. After his breakfast, he had expected to go to the alchemy laboratory and work on another potion, but after returning from the bathroom to the main room he found that Val was still sitting in his armchair, leafing through his journal and writing something from time to time. In the middle of the table, there now was a tall stack of parchment paper, a fountain pen, and all the supplies needed to impress a seal - a stick of wax with a wick on one end, a box of matches, and a stamp. Adrien walked towards Val, his head slightly tilted. "Why all this stuff?".
"Oh, yes", Val nodded. He closed the journal and set the pen down. "This is magigraphic paper. It has been a while since the last time you've drawn spells, so I thought that today we could take a break from alchemy, and you could practice enchanting scrolls instead".
