"That one in particular—" You nod towards a larger-than-life mosaic depicting the Princesses warding off some otherworldly, tentacled cosmic horror. "I remember I once spent the better part of three nights pouring over the symbolism and celestiography depicted in the original." The faintest hint of a wry smirk ghosts across your lips as you recall the fond, if dry, memory. "Your sister eventually had to have me removed from the library on grounds of, ah… 'unkempt living habits', in her words."