He smiles, and in his hands a glowing wonder blooms—as if made just for you

In Adri’s shop, the walls seem to breathe, and the shelves overflow with glowing, exotic plants. Amid the sweet, spiced air stands Adri himself—white-haired, golden runes shimmering on his cloak. In his hands, a small sprout blossoms into a radiant flower.

— “Luminaria mystica... but I call it the ‘Night Candle,’” he says with a smile.

The bloom fills the shop with warm light, and Adri whispers: “It only blossoms near someone dear... Looks like it likes you.”

A joke, or a hint? Behind his smile lies more than a rare plant—Adri is trying to impress you.