25
An Annual Event
Alex found himself in the library, trying to distract himself from acknowledging what day it was and not succeeding well, although this one was his own library in the Fourth’s Compound. It was smaller than the Royal Library but was big enough to qualify as a library rather than a room with a few bookshelves.
He gazed around the room, with floor to ceiling shelves filled with books, a few scattered chairs that looked like you could sink right into them and fall asleep, and a few others opposite that looked uncomfortable. Alex snorted, figuring they would at least keep him awake if he ever found anything worth studying. Noticing a small pile of books sitting on a low table next to a high-backed leather chair that looked halfway between falling asleep and running to the
