Following the priestess, Bleist paid little attention to his surroundings. Anyway, the entire library looked the same, with endless shelves covered with countless books and scrolls. They quickly found themselves in front of another reading room. Rooms of this type were marked out by bookshelves leaning against each other, separated from the walkway by solid doors.
Reverend Triven knocked on the door and, without waiting for a response, entered. Darius had little choice but to follow her. The room looked a little different from the one he worked in. First of all, the decor was richer and definitely more comfortable. Surprisingly, there was a fireplace here, and although there was no fire burning in it, a sphere imitating magical flames, emanating warmth and soft light, floated in the middle. In front of the hearth was a comfortable armchair with a writing desk, and next to it a small table with something to drink and a snack. In addition, there was a round table with three chairs and several magical lamps.
In front of the fireplace, with his back to the entrance, stood a very tall, slender man with disproportionately long limbs. He had a braid reaching almost to the ground, braided in the middle of his head, and the rest of his skull was shaved. He wore a grey robe with silver decorations. He turned when the priestess approached him. Flat ears fused to his skull, ash-grey complexion, elongated lilac eyes starting at the nose like a human's but ending at the side of the head, thin lips and sharp features immediately revealed that Count Veson was an Aesir. In addition, he must have been of advanced age, because Aesirans were born with very light, often colourless hair that darkened over time, and his braid was raven black.
-Hello again, Reverend.- The Aesir straightened up, placing his hand on his chest.- I see I'm not the only one who couldn't wait to meet you.- He added, looking at Darius.
-I could not keep the honourable count waiting. Allow me to introduce myself. Colonel of the Azure Guard, Darius Bleist, Earl
