Chapter 53 - The Blood of Nydoel
Isabelle pushed the door of the library, throwing Simon one last glance while he leaned on the wall with his arms crossed. He had insisted on waiting for her outside, mumbling under his breath that he couldn’t suffer another lecture from the Keeper, who would no doubt volunteer to bestow upon him more of his extensive demonology wisdom. In minute details. Sliding into the quiet library, she listened in for any sounds that would help her find the Keeper, but the place was eerily silent. Isabelle swallowed the lump in her throat, moving further between the shelves as her hands balled into fists. There were only a few windows in the place — tall but narrow, where barely a human could pass through, let alone a demon. She thought she saw a flicker of light on her right, so she headed toward
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