“OUT of eight participants, only four remain.”
Madam Luwig, as the strict librarian, handed the parchments to Kallixto. He accepted them and let his eyes move swiftly across each sheet. In truth, he was searching for only one. The moment he found it, he set the others aside and fixed his gaze upon the familiar handwriting, his attention wholly claimed by its owner.
“She truly completed the task flawlessly,” Kallixto remarked, a faint smirk of amusement touching his lips.
“That is correct, Your Majesty. I would also like to commend her for selecting the oldest book in the library,” Madam Luwig replied.
“I never expected her to be competitive, given how disinterested she appeared in the selection,” Kallixto admitted.
Madam Luwig nodded her head slightly before responding. “On the contra
