Chosen, not stocked.
One eye, three rooms.

Some people can walk through a hundred things and find the one worth keeping. Rumika has always been one of them — a long-held taste for the finer things, and the patience to wait for them. This is her curation: the pieces that survived that eye, gathered in one place.

Three rooms, because the instinct does not stop at one category. A gallery for work worth a wall. An apothecary for the formulas worth a shelf. A vault for the pieces worth keeping. Each is small on purpose — a curated place with the pace of a good shop rather than the scroll of a marketplace.

Nothing here is stocked because it sells. It is here because it was chosen. If a piece stops meeting that standard, it leaves the rooms.