The Secret Love of the Wolf Prince
Closer to me, under one of the windows, I saw a table with two chairs and a narrow bookshelf, where I spotted several wax boards, stylus and three books.
“Here’s where we will study from now on,” Aine said, standing between the table and the bookshelf. “And this is for your own books once you can read.”
On the other side of the fireplace, against the wall, was a neat pile of firewood and two heavy trunks. One of them held blankets and bed sheets, Aine said. The other one was for my clothes.
“What’s that?” I asked, pointing at the corner past the trunks. A thin plank of wood was fitted into the wall like a door, but without any latch or hinges.
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