SILAS’S POV
Never having needed to introduce Thomas to someone, this felt like a massive leap of faith. If others realized his power, even as a human, he’d be wanted for his abilities. I’d always kept his secret. And now, being on his doorstep with another felt like a risk. But his acceptance of us being there told me everything I needed to know.
Entering a large room filled to the brim with books. Old, new. The smell was overpowering of parchment, which I saw scattered sheets of paper on a large desk in the corner of the room. Thomas was always curious, and it looked like he was among the books and sheets of notes.
To the side, a lit fire cackled in the fireplace, a couch and armchair placed directly in front of them. Thomas gestured towards the seats, taking a position in the armchair
