Ronin still felt occasionally awkward in the Atheneum. He remembered walking into it, on those first days they'd arrived in the Hollowed Grounds, and finding Loren there. It was the last time he had seen the librarian, in truth, and while that hurt, worry and bitterness would never truly leave him, it was an old ache these days. So much more had happened since. He'd found a dragon, lost his love, welcomed his daughter into the world, died and come back again... A small smile played over his face as he stepped into the domed building.
It was much changed since the last time he had visited. Warm, dry and with the scent of books in the air, it reminded him more now of Northaven's library. On his shoulder, Sugar trilled just to see how it would sound, sending a soft echo around the place. "Hey," Ronin said to her in a hushed tone. "You're supposed to be quiet in a library." Scritching beneath her scaled chin and grinning at the chittering sounds of delight she made at the fuss, he walked further into the establishment.
Whilst he knew about the Loreseeker's Guild, he didn't quite know where it was inside the Atheneum. So here he was instead.
It was much changed since the last time he had visited. Warm, dry and with the scent of books in the air, it reminded him more now of Northaven's library. On his shoulder, Sugar trilled just to see how it would sound, sending a soft echo around the place. "Hey," Ronin said to her in a hushed tone. "You're supposed to be quiet in a library." Scritching beneath her scaled chin and grinning at the chittering sounds of delight she made at the fuss, he walked further into the establishment.
Whilst he knew about the Loreseeker's Guild, he didn't quite know where it was inside the Atheneum. So here he was instead.
