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I polished the silver candle holders, straightened the heavy bedding, and wiped down his desk. As I worked, old rumors about Lord Edmund Blackwood filled my mind. At thirty-seven, he was still unmarried. People whispered that no woman could satisfy his dark, demanding appetites. That he was insatiable in the bedroom. I shook my head. Just baseless gossip. It was late when I finally finished with my chores for the day. Feeling restless, I decided to take a walk through the quiet halls to clear my head. That was when I heard it. A low, feminine moan echoed from upstairs.

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Even after I got there, I couldn’t sleep. Sunday. 9:03 a.m. A new text lit up my screen from a number I somehow already knew. Room 412. The Langford. 8 tonight. Don’t be late. No name. Just the hotel across town and a time. Sophie still hadn’t answered any of my calls or texts. Our friendship was over. Clear as day. I should have deleted the message. Blocked him. Pretended the last three weeks had never happened. Instead, I typed one word; Okay.

The complete volume of the World Almanac on the top row, varying books about business and commerce on the middle, and a compilation of untitled white leather-bound books on the bottom. The white books caught my attention quickly. Weird. It looked specifically custom-made. I was almost tempted to open one of them when I found a familiar-looking book placed singularly at the far corner of the shelf. It was bound using black lamb skin. The title written on the spine made me frown as I read it. ‘The God’s Emerald Eyes.’

“Why don’t we give them a look? Just to see. No one has to know.” “Oh, I don’t think he’d like that. But . . . come to think of it . . . ” Her eyes suddenly lit up. “That’s actually a good reason to, isn’t it? Especially now, while he’s busy. Oh, maybe just a peek.” Mr. Pervis’s library was just down the hall. It was considerably smaller than Salem’s, so it didn’t take us long to find the ritual books. “There’s so many,” Loretta said, pulling a few off the shelf and flipping through them. “But they’re all so bloody confusing. Doesn’t he have any for apprentices?” She climbed a ladder to rummage through the higher shelves.

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“I don’t think they’re gone. Just… focused.” Selene nodded. “Something’s coming.” Theoden didn’t deny it. — Later, back at the village, Luka was sorting through another box of Cassiel’s texts when he pulled out a slim book with no title on the spine. It looked newer than the others—less dust, fewer torn edges. “What’s this one?” he asked aloud, more to himself than anyone. Darius looked up from his chair in the corner, where he was playing with one of the carved stones Cassiel had left behind. “Does it have a title?”

“I went to get some water, and you were suddenly gone.” I winced. “Sorry about that. I have an early morning.” Lucas nodded. “Understandable. Although, I do wish we could have talked more tonight. It’s nice to meet another dedicated bibliophile. I’d love to stop by the bookstore while I’m in town and see it. Maybe we could even get lunch, and I can get your perspective on the latest Kristen Stein novel.” Chris fisted his hands, but I kept my focus on Lucas. My heart warmed at the fact that he wanted to see Sparks. He’d loved all the details I’d shared about it, including the new renovations and ideas I’d discussed with Chris.