The moment we each took hold of our treasure, Kevin with the book, Vivianne with the dagger, Evelina with the ring, and me with the key, the world erupted into light.
Blinding.
Seething.
It seared our skin for a single, agonizing second before any of us could speak. Then the light swallowed everything, and the library vanished.
When I finally blinked the last of the brightness from my vision, I found myself somewhere familiar. Somewhere impossibly familiar.
Berian.
Evelina and I stood directly before our estate, the morning sun warm on our faces. No sign of Kevin or Vivianne. No archmage. No library.
Just us.
"I dropped them off at her estate's gardens," the archmage's voice echoed in my ear, answering the question I hadn't asked yet.
Evelina crossed her arms, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "Didn't even let us say goodbye."
"Did you want to?"
"No."
