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One thing I’ve learned about planning world domination or at least deadly attacks—it makes your stomach feel like it’s made of cement. Like the weight of the world you’re now trying to take charge of was in the awful turkey sandwich you bought on the ferry ride to your doom.
“It isn’t the only library of magic in the whole world.” Eric waved a breezy hand through the air like what he was talking about wasn’t monumental and quite possibly disastrous. “Just the largest and most notable. Honestly, I have more books hidden in my home than the London Library has on its shelves.”
“So best, most important library in the world, run by the murdering Ladies who are in charge of basically everything.” I swallowed hard. It was good to know I could still swallow while panicking. “Just some sensib
