Post by ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ on Apr 27, 2016 13:02:51 GMT -5
Dalton Ravensdale set the book down on the wooden table and let out a soft sigh. The library was an odd place to find a knight, and yet he'd been frequenting it the last few weeks. Three other large books were laid out on the table, one about the history of the kingdoms, the second more specifically about Mercia, and the last a book about magic. The author of the last was clearly not a supporter of sorcery. The newest book, a thick volume bound with black leather, appeared to be a book on alchemy. Dalton knew enough about magic to know the 'science' was just a front. He recognized spell and recipes when he saw them--magical, not scientific. It was, perhaps, the only reason the book remained on the shelves of the library. He imagined anything that viewed magic in a positive light had been removed in the last few decades.
The young man sat down at the table and flipped open his new find. He carefully turned the pages, scanning the paragraphs and studying the illustrations with interest. To anyone else, history book and alchemy manuscripts might seem innocent, but Dalton's parents had been sorcerers. He'd put magic out of his mind long ago, but now... now his brother was starting to display the signs of possessing their parents' abilities, which was dangerous in a world where magic users were executed.
The young man sat down at the table and flipped open his new find. He carefully turned the pages, scanning the paragraphs and studying the illustrations with interest. To anyone else, history book and alchemy manuscripts might seem innocent, but Dalton's parents had been sorcerers. He'd put magic out of his mind long ago, but now... now his brother was starting to display the signs of possessing their parents' abilities, which was dangerous in a world where magic users were executed.
