He took several steps forward and reached out to run his fingers over the spines of some of the books.
When he touched one book in particular, the spine snapped off and fell to the floor in pieces. Evander jumped back, startled. “Wow. It really is fragile. Did you break it?”
“No, it was broken when my father left it here,” explained the king. He sighed deeply. “I'm sorry. I'll replace it tomorrow morning when I have the opportunity.”
Evander shook his head. “Don't worry about it. It happens to the best of us.”
They stood silently for a few seconds until the king broke the silence.
“Do you wanna take a look at the rest of the books before we go?" He nodded his head.
“Alright. Follow me.”
With that, he lead Evander around the room, pointing out books that seemed interesting enough for
