I stood in front of the door of the library and my heart thundered in my chest, There was no one around, but there was still a small part of my mind that warned me of the incoming Danger but i persisted on, It was either this or i got punished in the most terrifying way. I just needed to look for the book and make the sketch, I had subconciously chosen the uncertain death rather than the certain punishment and i was going to get for it.
The door was huge just like all the doors in the palace, was the king a giant that they needed the doors to be huge?, or was it just an unconcious move to show how wealthy the king truly was?, I never got an answer to that question. I opened the door after much thought, I had decided that i was just going to do it, no matter what happened at least i died
