His eyes caught the spine of a beautifully bound text. He reached out, his long, elegant fingers sliding the book from the shelf.
Suddenly, a blur of movement eclipsed his peripheral vision.
A woman, her face completely obscured behind a massive, towering stack of heavy scrolls and thick books, came rushing around the corner of the aisle. She was walking far too fast, completely blinded by her own burden, and she didn't see the Prime Minister standing in her path until it was entirely too late.
Thud!
She slammed directly into him.
The sheer momentum, combined with the heavy weight of the books, threw the Prime Minister completely off balance. For a man who had just survived a political massacre at the hands of the Vanguard Madam, being physically knocked to the floor by a walking library was simply unbelievable.
