The mage-librarians at Drakenfell had seen a lot of things. Unauthorized students. Stolen texts. The occasional small fire.
They had never seen a girl walk into the restricted section glowing gold, read like a possessed doll, and walk out carrying a sword.
Today was going to be interesting.
The first book she grabbed was on Aether Fabrication. She knew there were other volumes on it outside the restricted section, but she was not interested in advertising the fact that she suddenly needed it.
She'd done it unintentionally when she shielded Elara from Solara and Velkaris. She had a feeling learning it would help her control and channel her gold magic.
She glanced around to make sure no one was watching.
Her heart was pounding anyway, like she was committing a crime. Which was ridiculous, because she was not doing anything wrong.
Well. Except for the unauthorized access to restricted texts. Minor detail.
Absolutely not worth the panic response her body was having.
