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I told Baroness Lydia to bring us to the book store, which she immediately shows us the way. Amongst the lined up store on both sides of the street, Baroness Lydia told us to stop in front of a small old store, in the outside there's a signboard displayed on top of the door written "Wizard Books&Spells Emporium". on the left side of the door, there are books on display behind a greenish window. Obviously, this world still doesn't have the technology to create clear glass. As we step inside the small store, I was flabbergasted, mostly because the inside was so much larger than the outside.

She hadn't seen it before because the smoke altered her sight a little. Thalia gasped. The door was beautiful! It was crafted with exquisite artistry. Being an avid fan of fantasy novels, this door looked like something from the books she read. Thalia traced the door with her fingers. It felt cool to her touch. The door was an embodiment of artistic mastery, adorned with intricate carvings that depict scenes of mythical creatures, celestial bodies, and ethereal landscapes. Delicate filigree patterns intertwine with ancient symbols, and carvings Thalia didn't understand. Golden hinges, etched with even more delicate engravings, held the door firmly in place.

Dren explained. “That sounds beautiful,” I said, genuinely intrigued. “I hope we’re still here to see it. If Master Thaddeus invites us back, I wouldn’t miss it.” Dren gave a small nod. “I’ll pass along your interest. He’ll be pleased to hear it.” We arrived at a massive wooden door carved with dragons and suns. Dren pushed it open, revealing thousands of books stretching up to the ceiling. The scent of old paper and wax filled the air.

The soft groan of wood rang out in the quiet bookstore as Lena turned over the last sign on the door: **CLOSED**. Outside, the city drew a breath, illuminated by amber streetlights and the quiet rumble of passing cars. Within, the world held its breath. Warm. Intimate. Holy.

After coming from Ivana's house, Arielle stood in front of the bookstore, she sighed as she clutched the doorknob, she took a deep breath and forced a smile on her face, just as she was about to open the door she heard a noise from behind, turning around, she drew a sharp breath as she found the portal right behind her.

Unsure of where I should go and even though I was in desperate need of a shower, I decided to try and find a library. It had to be night time, the halls were dark with no trace of light other than the lights that lined the stone, I’d imagine at one point in time they were torches with fire instead of twinkling lights. You could see how the stone was being eaten away at proving that even things built to last crumble. I wandered taking in the beauty of it anyway, alas finding myself outside the door to the library. Its wooden doors out of place against the stone- I could have sworn I smelled the oak from the tree in which the doors were carved the handles were made of brass etched in them what

We navigated the winding corridors of the first floor until we finally reached the massive double doors of the private library. Kade pushed the doors open and walked directly to the back wall of the room, stopping in front of a tall wooden bookshelf filled with heavy encyclopedias. He reached behind a thick leather-bound volume and pulled a hidden metal lever. The entire bookshelf clicked loudly and swung outward on heavy steel hinges, revealing a thick reinforced steel door equipped with a digital keypad. Kade typed a rapid sequence of numbers into the glowing panel, and the heavy door hissed open to expose a brightly lit concrete room.

VENUS Her lips quiver before she nods, watery eyes cast downward. She leads us toward a dusty shelf at the far end of the library. I’ve never seen anyone use it. Carefully, she pulls out a faded book. It clicks like a lever, and suddenly the whole shelf lurches forward and slides sideways with a low rumble, revealing a small door embedded in the stone wall behind it. From her pocket, Ava pulls out a golden key and inserts it into the lock. With a soft click, the door creaks open.

My footsteps echo softly, the silence almost watching me. Then I see it. A door. Slightly open. A small plaque beside it. Library. Curiosity pulls me forward. I push the door open and step inside. The lights come alive. And I stop. The room is breathtaking. Tall shelves stretch across the walls, filled with books. Wooden steps and ladders are placed neatly for the higher racks. Near the large window, a raised platform holds a beautiful couch, touched by soft moonlight. The air smells of paper and wood.

And she pushed the book. Something creaked, and before we knew it, the wall behind the alpha king’s chair moved, and there was another room inside. My heart beat loudly against my chest. Dawn and I looked at each other. “We must do it quickly, River. Now. Let’s move,” Dawn instructed and yanked my hand, and together, we stepped inside the secret door. I coughed when I smelled the dusty place, infiltrating my sensitive nose. No matter where I looked, I was greeted by endless shelves. Tristan was right.