Shady

Well, it seemed Perseus didn’t have a stick up his ass, unlike the current Lord Ash. “Who was his son?”

Aleth folded his hands in his lap and nodded encouragingly, listening closely to every word Emery read.

“By all means.” Aleth handed the book over. They’d get through the information quicker, if he didn’t have to pretend to be illiterate.

“Fair enough.” Aleth laughed as well. “And thank you. I feel like a toddler, stumbling over my words like this.”

“Ohh that makes sense, thank you.” Aleth looked back at the page. He stumbled through more of the words, stopping at ‘exhilarating’ and ‘herein’ to ask for help. He also ...

(Awesome thanks!) An account by Lord Perseus himself, written by mine own hand, at the start of an exhilarating adventure across the seas. Find herein records of technicalities of my ...

“I suppose it makes sense to begin at the beginning?” Aleth grabbed one of the nearby chairs and pulled it forward, then perched atop it. “Unless you’ve got a better ...

Excellent. It wouldn’t be immediately relevant, but Aleth had a habit of collecting every last piece of information he could. And this would give him a strong foundation from which ...

Aleth gave them polite nods, then stepped down the first aisle, running his fingers down the spines. He didn’t look at any one too long, eyes only very briefly skimming ...

Friend, was it? It seemed Emery had bottled up all the warmth in this entire damnable Keep within himself. “I’d love that,” Aleth said. He’d need to be careful. He ...

“Makes sense.” Aleth pulled open the door and gestured for Emery to go ahead.

“Fascinating,” Aleth said. “I never thought of there being a correlation… do all Lords keep diaries and accounts in their libraries?” If so, Ky had sure as hell better be ...

“Because it’s faded, or because the spelling was bad?”

“Interesting,” Aleth answered, still forcing himself to be nonchalant about it. “I can see what you mean about it being more interesting than fiction. I’m sure there are unique perspectives ...

“Fair enough.” Aleth glanced down the hall they’d turned into, proud of himself for having remembered which hall the library was on. “What are the accounts you mentioned? Other diaries?”