Thorin found Felita exploring his wing; she was in the library. Her fingertips brushed the spines of the books as she trailed down the aisle. She appeared to be deep in thought, and he was intrigued by the confusion he felt from her. “A penny for your thoughts?” She snorted softly, not taking her eyes off the books. “Have you read all of these books?” This time, he was confused. “Yeah, I have. I love reading Why?” She slipped a book off the shelf and flipped through the pages. “I haven’t seen much of your private space, but this is the most personal thing I have found so far. Why are there no personal touches? This place may as well be a hotel suite.”
Thorin shrugged, “The things that mean the most to me are in a different house. It will probably surprise you when you see it. It’s very q
