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“This isn’t a ritual book…this is a record book.” “Record?” Emma frowned. “Like financial records? Daphne, if this is a spending book for the Shrine, we really shouldn’t be snooping around! Those are private!” All Daphne did in return, was place the book on the floor, right in the centre so all of us could read it…and the first paper had my heart literally leaping out of my chest. Flora Argentine. It was written in bold letters. “It’s a record…of the Shrine Maidens.”

"Fine. Hand it over." We spent almost two hours eating and discussing random things in the kitchen. He almost burned the ham and an egg. Later, after breakfast, we went to the library. The rain outside makes me want to read books again and just sit on the couch. We wandered the books on the shelves, looking for where to start. "So, where do we start?" I said, looking at the shelves. Saelas was going to make a suggestion when I pressed a heavy, old book into his hand. "Here."

But she hoped that even Scar wouldn't sink so low as to ruin their wedding day. After everything ws organized and put away, Lacey headed out to the living room and poured herself a glass of wine. Then she eyed the wall of books on the far wall. John Grisham... Tom Clancy.... Then there were classics such as The Three Musketeers, The Man in the Iron Mask, both by Alexandre Dumas; as well as Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea and From the Earth to the Moon, both by Jules Verne; and much more. It was an impressive collection. She chose From the Earth to the Moon and then sat on the couch to wait for Julien.

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Then, she fell asleep. The next day, Flora, as usual, woke up early, took a stroll in the yard, and returned to her room to open the laptop Maxwell had placed on the glass table. She began tracking Chloe's novel. Her mood was already good, and after reading, it improved even more. She wanted to call Chloe immediately but restrained herself, considering Chloe was at work.

Time freezes as Declan's words hang in the air. Henry's hand is still wrapped around mine, warm and steady, while Declan's face twists with something between rage and triumph. "You know her?" Henry asks, looking between us. "Oh, I know her alright." Declan's laugh is cruel. "She's the barmaid who slapped me. Not Hattie Everett." Henry's hand goes slack in mine. The loss of his touch shouldn't hurt, but it does.

"Yea? It's a lily? What about it?" My answer made him snicker as he turned his head in my direction. "It's not a lily. It's called Elnea. It's a flower tended to by the flora fairies that used to follow Eleanor's orders. The sword was what Eleanor knew how to use the best. Eleanor smells like Elnea." So, the flowery scent I smell on Eleanor is Elnea? "So, it has nothing to do with your glory?"

he muttered thoughtfully. Glory was very happy that her friend still loved her even though she had brought her into this mess. Clara also wanted to protect her, so why can't she take the blame and make them leave her sister? That person wouldn't allow anything to happen to her anyway. " Yes I'm Flora. What do you want from me ? " " You are actually Xavier's Lilac, so you are not dead ? Wow! Things are just very interesting . " He is going to be rich very soon. Why won't he be happy?

And Nina didn't know why her chest was throbbing so violently, she also lost her attention to what she was reading and remembered her last conversation with Argus. But she also immediately erased the suspicion that started building her system and she would still trust Argus no matter what. Soleil's eyes dropped to the book on her lap, and her eyebrows met. "The Moon Goddess and the wolf." Soleil reads the title of the book she is reading. "I didn't know you were fond of that kind of genre, miss Nina." "And guess what, Soleil. The name of the characters here is also familiar. Did you know that the name of the guy here is Hawthorne?"

She looked up, knew immediately who it was, and felt the strange displacement of a person matching a set of books she had been living with for three years. “You must be Sera,” Delphine said, crossing to the counter. “You’re early,” Sera said, which was not what she had planned to say. Delphine looked at her for a moment. Then she smiled, something real in it. “I wanted to see the shop before the people,” she said. “Do you mind?” “No,” Sera said. “Please.” She watched Delphine move through the shop. Not browsing exactly. Something closer to reading the room, the way the books were arranged, the section labels, the staff picks shelf. She stopped there for a long time.