Haven's skies felt cold and distant as I stepped into the realm, Luke and Sari beside me. Luke reached for my hand, but I drew closer, clasping his arm instead.
"You can't just explain it to me yourself?" I asked.
Sari shook her head. "I don't really understand most of it. But Emlica and Nithalee do."
The mages were waiting for us at the entrance of the grand library. Nithalee's arms were folded, her expression one of scholarly impatience. Emlica, on the other hand, huffed as she saw me, whirling and flying into the library.
"Hurry up, child. We don't have all day."
Sari squeaked and scampered after her, passing Nithalee with a slight curtsey. The elderly mage nodded in approval. I shared a nervous glance with Luke, who gave me a reassuring smile.
