After he left the presence of his princess, Asrar wasn't sure what to do . But she had told him to go have fun . He was pleased that his princess was trying to be friends with at least the two ladies . She really needed more friends .
His feet carried him to the library . He decided that if she was to question him she wouldn't think that practicing was very "fun" .
For a while he wandered aimlessly, occasionally pulling out a book, glancing at its title and then putting it back . Asrar wasn't really interested in just reading for the fun of it . He preferred his reading to be something he could use .
After a while of searching he pulled out a book that looked a little different . The name of the book caught his attention . It was a book on dragons, and Asrar was never able to resist reading such books .
"Looking for information on your heritage?"
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Asrar whirled around, nearly dropping the book . Seeing that it was the Sorcerer Kaldrek, he relaxed a little, though he didn't completely relax his guard . "No . I study things to know how to beat them . "
"Fair enough, I suppose . Though it is interesting which book you pulled off the shelf . "
Asrar stared at the man, "Dragons are highly dangerous . "
"Of course they are, but that doesn't negate the fact that you have their blood in your veins . "
Asrar couldn't help but ask, "How didst thou know what I was?"
"You do know you come from a very old, well documented bloodline, right?" Kaldrek looked amused .
"I grew up in Amriel . " Asrar couldn't help but point this out to the highly annoying sorcerer . He didn't want to deal with this .
"Fair point," A soft lazy smile lifted the lips of the sorcerer . "Why do you stay?"
It was an understandable question to ask . By staying, Asrar was pretty much condemning himself to death . There was only so long such a secret could be kept . But, "Tis my home . " He took the book and sat down, deciding to ignore Kaldrek . He felt somewhat disgruntled when Kaldrek sat beside of him with a book of his own .
Asrar let out a sigh and looked at him, "Willst thou do me a favor and not tell anyone?"
"I won't tell your princess, though I have already told my king . "
Asrar immediately felt panic rising and had to remind himself this was Carendlus not Amriel . He was still safe . That is as long as his princess wasn't told, "And the king? Wouldst he keep it a secret?"
"I mentioned it would be better to . "
Asrar stared at the sorcerer for a while . He seemed trustworthy enough . Even if he had told King Jayesh, it wasn't really that big a deal .
He glanced at the book the other man was reading, but had no idea what it was as its title was written in a different language . He wasn't curious enough to ask .
Asrar focused on the book that he had picked out . While he had claimed that he had chosen it purely for the knowledge of how to defeat the powerful creature, it was only half true . He also wanted to learn anything he could about his bloodline . He knew bits and pieces, things he had figured out, but his knowledge only went so far .
Asrar was glad that Kaldrek was now being silent . The only sound was the flip of the pages of both their books . Asrar committed every thing he was reading into memory, categorizing it neatly .
Hours passed as the two read . Asrar managed to finish three books . Quite a bit of knowledge to sort through .
He put all the books back neatly as he prepared to leave . His princess had told him to meet them for dinner . And it was about that time .
As he went to leave, Kaldrek walked beside him .
As he had decided this guy wasn't a threat, Asrar ignored him .
Chapter end
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