Alaric opened the book with curiosity, flipping through the pages slowly.
His posture straightened as he absorbed the intricate drawings and detailed diagrams.
Each page revealed a depth of thought and craftsmanship that left him visibly impressed.
He glanced at Torvald, then back at Aaron.
"This is a remarkable book," he said, his voice tinged with awe.
"I can already imagine how many craftsmen would fight to get their hands on it. But Aaron, why bring it to me?"
Aaron responded without hesitation, his tone calm but firm.
"Lord Alaric, Mr. Torvald is a genius. But his brilliance has drawn unwanted attention. There are people who covet his work, not for progress, but for power."
He paused, then continued,
"Torvald has chosen to entrust this book to you, in exchange for your protec
