Chapter 0478

I follow Ben as he strides confidently towards the large circular desk at the center of the room. The librarian - a younger man than I thought would have the job - glances up at us but then does a double take when he sees Ben. He groans a little, leaning against the

reference

desk.

"What is it this time?"

"I'd like the key to special collections, please," Ben says, giving a rather devastating and playful smile as he holds out his hand. I watch in wonder, not used to this extra-charming side of him. "Ben," the librarian sighs, shaking his head. "I know you're not doing research -"

"I am too!" Ben says, laughing and dropping his hand to the desk as he grins at the librarian. I look back and forth between them, curious. "There are manuscripts up there regarding the fifteenth century negotiations which established Atalaxia as an independent nation -" "A formation you don't even need to study until next term -" the librarian growls, calling his bluff.

this time of war," Ben says, likewise leaning forward, a pleased and clever smirk on his

large brass key and dropping it into Ben's waiting hand. "One period. And if you leave coffee cups up there again, Ternicki, I swear to god I'm revoking your rights -" "Thanks!" Ben says, snatching the key away and waving over his shoulder as he strides

his voice dry. "His heart is elsewhere." My eyes go wide to be so advised, but the

at his sleeve as he starts up a spiraling brass staircase. "Where are we going!? That guy thinks we're going somewhere to

says, turning his head to smile down at me and ignoring my other questions. "Hurry up, we don't

slide all the way back down to the bottom. At the top, Ben quickly slips the key into a red door that's set flat into the ceiling. He pushes up on it and continues to climb through, disappearing into the room

follow, my jaw dropping open when I see the room that

after me, I realize that we're in the greenhouse's glass cupola - an incredibly small space. Ranged all around it are carefully built book cases which have

is this..."

other side. "Florescent lights have more UV light than daylight, so they're kept up here where they're safe." "Is that... true?" I ask, wrinkling my nose a bit at the amount of sunlight

cares," Ben says on a

look through each of the windows that surrounds us - that looks out over the incredible countryside

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