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Alec bent over the tiny script. He wanted to shout with joy. Instead, he allowed himself a single ‘fascinating’ as he made another note.
The swish of robes made him turn around. “Oh, good,” he said as Ksenia, one of the junior archivists, approached with a parchment in hand.
“Is that the updated inventory list for the amethyst room?” he asked
Each of the vast cavern-like chambers of the archive was organized along a distinctive color spectrum, a rainbow of gemstones. When one room in the warren was filled, another magically appeared, its walls pre-embedded with the gemstone that would give it its name.
Checking the contents of each room would have been an impossible task without the existing archival records. Nevertheless, checking those lists against the actual inventory was a dau
