The scroll room was dark when I slipped inside. Everyone was asleep. Finally, I could search without judging eyes watching my every move. I lit a small candle and started pulling books from the shelves. There had to be something here. Something that could help me understand why I was so broken. "Well, well. Look what we have here." I spun around, heart racing. A woman stood in the doorway. She was around my age, with ink-black hair and the most unusual eyes I'd ever seen. One brown, one gray. But what really caught my attention were the glowing marks on her arms. Like tattoos, but they seem to pulse with soft light. "Sorry," I whispered. "I didn't know anyone else was—" "Sneaking around in the middle of the night?" She leaned against the doorframe with a smirk. "Yeah, I can see that." Her voice was smooth but had an edge to it. Like silk wrapped around a blade. "I'm just looking for something," I said. "Aren't we all, honey." She pushed off the doorframe. "Word of advice?
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