Marked by Moon Fire
“If you would like, I could show you my study. I keep records there, histories of the Northern Region, treaties, writings of old magic. I believe you would find them… enlightening.”
Nyssa hesitated.
“I don’t wish to intrude—-”
“Nonsense,” he interrupted gently. “It would be my honor.”
Before she could refuse again, he was already walking, clearly expecting her to follow and she did.
The study was large, lined with shelves upon shelves of books. Scrolls lay carefully arranged on a massive desk, candles burning low despite the daylight.
King Austin moved with ease in the space, clearly at home.
“These books,” he said, gesturing broadly, “are my life’s work. Knowledge is power, after all.”
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