Alpha Malik
Perhaps I will get lost for hours within this place.
It was as I gently running a tentative fingertip down the spine of a rather beautiful looking book, did I get the shock of hearing someone clear their throat from behind me. I cringed, knowing I was going to have to rattle off one of my many excuses I had mustered in my mind, in preparation for one of the guards.
"You can't blame me," I murmur, drawing my finger away. "You left me with one of the most mediocre books..."
My words failed me, once I turned around. Because that isn't a guard standing behind me-I know that much. This is a man, with a slight smile on his face, assessing me silently, listening to my ridiculous baffling.
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