Chapter 0736

Nina

My mother pushed open the large double doors, revealing the library. With the walls lined with seemingly impossibly high bookshelves, a glass ceiling and tall stained glass windows, it almost felt as if I was walking into something out of a fairytale.

"What did you want to bring me in here for?" I asked as my mother and I stepped into the room.

My mother smiled and took my hand, leading me through the winding bookshelves. It felt almost like a maze in here, and as I looked up at the dizzyingly high shelves, I couldn't help but wonder just how many books were in here.

"Now let's see..." my mother muttered to herself as she began perusing the shelves. "Hmm..."

"Mom," I said, running my finger along one of the pristine books; not a speck of dust was to be found, even though the title was something about ancient burial rites, which I doubted was read very often. "How many titles are in here?"

"Oh, hell if I know," my mom said with a chuckle. "But I'm sure, whatever book you want or need, it's here."

I let out a small laugh. "God, I wish I knew this was here when I was spending a fortune on textbooks for my classes."

My mother smirked, then let out a small "Aha!" and pulled a particularly worn-looking tome off of the shelf. She held it out to me, and I took it. The cover was plain and unadorned, with only one word on the spine.

"Ancestry?" I asked, glancing up at my mother.

She nodded. "I was perusing the books myself and stumbled across it," she said. "Take a look. I think you'll find it quite interesting."

last quizzical look, I sat down on a nearby bench and opened the large tome on my lap. I was met with pages upon pages of dense writing, with the occasional hand-drawn portrait scattered throughout. Dozens of men, women, and children were depicted in these portraits.

at my mom, who

"This is

right; each and every one of the people depicted in this book were related to me somehow. The entire history

at my mother with a mixture of shock and confusion written

I said. "But what does this have to

sat on the bench beside me. She leaned close

said, tapping the yellowed page with her index

very regal appearance, with a high forehead, a narrow nose with a prominent ridge, and brown eyes that almost seemed to pierce into me from the

her portrait. I furrowed my brow as I began to read. But then my mother stopped me, and pointed to another portion of the page with the

legs mostly useless, was a master apothecary and herbalist. She could

member of her staff was tasked with assassinating her family," I murmured. My eyes widened

lineage,"

no words would come as

saved an entire line of people thanks

she was a princess,"

after dinner. I was curled up in the crook of Enzo's arm, flipping through that ancestry book while

I tapped on the page. "Look at this," I said, pointing to a portrait of my great-great uncle Henry. "I didn't know that any

smiled slightly, his face tired and weary from a long day of training. "Maybe you'll wind up in that book one

up to see Matt standing over us.

I said, standing. Enzo stood

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