[ Rhy notices he goes for the match; it's a little odd, but he doesn't say anything. May Wilhelm likes doing things manually. It's not exactly an inconvenience.
He moves toward the cold hearth next. The castle is magically kept at a comfortable temperature, but it's always nicer with a fire's glow, especially in winter. Before lighting it, Rhy tugs open the curtains of the window as well, revealing views of moonlit white-blanketed spires and rooftops outside. New snow is falling slowly, lazily fluttering beyond the window, catching the faint silvery light. ]
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He moves toward the cold hearth next. The castle is magically kept at a comfortable temperature, but it's always nicer with a fire's glow, especially in winter. Before lighting it, Rhy tugs open the curtains of the window as well, revealing views of moonlit white-blanketed spires and rooftops outside. New snow is falling slowly, lazily fluttering beyond the window, catching the faint silvery light. ]
There we go.
Let's like the fireplace too.