MILA
Felix looked from the book in my hands to my pale, shocked face. I felt like a child who had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
“What are you doing?” Felix asked. His voice was strained in a way I didn’t recognize.
“I was just looking at your books,” I said, trying to keep my own voice light. If Felix had secrets to hide, he shouldn’t display them prominently on his bookshelves.
He seemed… nervous. This was a side of Felix I’d never seen before. I stood there, holding the book, feeling like a fool. I knew Felix had secrets, but I never imagined that a book on dragons would cause him to unravel so spectacularly.
“This one seems interesting,” I continued. How I managed to keep my voice calm was beyond me. “It talks about dragons and Fresonia like it’s a history textb
