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Why did we? The ring. The goddamn ring he had on his middle finger. I swear on my life, I had a similar one. It was black and had the word libertà [freedom] on it. I had the same ring, but a much smaller one that fit on my middle finger, however, I lost mine about six years ago. The word was quite ironic if you asked me. I lost it before I lost my actual freedom. The chances of that happening never occurred to me until he walked through the doors of that fucking club.

I go the opposite way, painstakingly reading each and every title. “Callie!” Alice exclaims excitedly. “I think I found something.” I hurry over, seeing her pull a smaller black book off the shelf. There’s no title on this book, only a gold Baphomet overlaid on the leather. “The Book of the Beast,” I whisper, eyes lighting up. “I think you did find something.” She cracks the spine and I lean over, heart racing. And then the library doors open and close with a boom, echoing throughout the entire room. Alice and I both jump, and she quickly shoves the book into her cloak.

I got out a dense packed book and quickly went back to Reuben in bed. He looked confused and disheveled; his inquisitive gaze fell on the book in my hand. He asked, "What is that?" I, in turn, proudly presented it to him, "Lo and behold Your Highness, this right here in my hand is the 5th popular limited edition of Busty Asian Babes. I heard it is so stimulating that you can release at any time." Reuben with book in hand, "..........."

I let out a sigh of frustration as I hit yet another dead end in my search for Charles' current book conquest. I thought I had finally tracked down the original to a dealer in the USA, but when I had the paper stock checked it turned out to be a twentieth-century forgery. Damn it. At least I didn't have to travel this time and face the dealer's wrath in person when I informed them that the book that they were hoping to sell for five thousand pounds was worthless.

He bowed and was gone as quickly as he arrived, leaving the heavy satchel behind. I lunged for the bag the moment the tent flap sealed. I untied the cord with shaking fingers and pulled out the book. It wasn't ancient and brittle. It was a modern reprint, but the cover read: Healers' Lore: The Legacy of the Wounded Crown. It was a medical text, disguised as a historical relic.

Maybe he even wants me to grow grey hair sooner rather than later. “She came here to prepare a few models for an interview. The company paid her a fortune for an hour of her time, but she decided to give you pointers without being asked. I must say, one thing that doesn't escape Gaga’s eyes is raw talent.” I am beginning to wonder who this Gaga person is. I should look into her later. Ash looks so starstruck talking about this lady. Does he like her or something? “And, that book she has given to you… I believe it's the certified true copy and has her signature at the back. No one has the complete book. She gives pieces of information as and when it's needed.”

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