Joji had no desire to become the tree that stood tallest and drew every axe.
If this history had truly been hidden on purpose, then the danger would not end with him.
Daisy, Duchess Rosalind, Lena, and even Nike might all be dragged into the reach of something unseen.
So he did not make a show of it. He merely let the ring take the book.
Even that felt risky. The more he thought about it, the more paranoia crept through him.
Tracking methods. Hidden spells. Secret activations buried in old objects.
In a fantasy world, spying came far too easily for his liking.
Still, for all the danger coiling around the discovery, there was one good thing in it.
{Third Mission of Sir Honorable}
{From the smallest flutter of a butterfly's wings to a beast setting its sights upon a noble's son, all things may lead the world toward either fortune or calamity.}
