Nightime in the Library

[time_dancer]

The inherent problems of learning magic from a scientific point of view have finally proved too much for Val this evening and so she's reached for some light reading to get her mind a break. Light reading in this case being quantum geometry as a means to understand Black Holes. When she chose the seat in the secluded alcove of the library there had been a fair number of other visitors to the library and she had wanted privacy.

Now the hour is late and lost in theoretical mathematics, Val has not only lost track of time, she hasn't even noticed the lack of other people.

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[time_dancer]

"I can take care of myself," Val says drawing back. "I'm learning to fight and how to make magic."

[vojvode]

"Oh but there are monsters here, have you not heard?"

He sits back a bit, looking down into her face.

"Someone is feasting upon the blood of innocents."

[time_dancer]

"No I have not," she replies grimly. She thinks of Security but then they weren't able to help the little girl who was kidnapped a few months ago. Val doesn't activate her armor but in her mind she has and she's ready to defend the weak.

Too bad she doesn't realize she's the weak one at the moment.

[vojvode]

"You should take care, my dear. Even under these rooftops and belfries, winter moves."

He sets her apart from him a bit, waves a hand in front of her eyes to clear the cobwebs.

"Be careful who you give your trust to. One can never know the hearts of men."

[time_dancer]

Val nods.

"That's true enough," she begins to say before being interrupted by a huge yawn. "Excuse me!"

[vojvode]

"The hour -- grows late. You should get some rest."

He rises, one hand keeping hold of hers. He looks down into her face.

"We shall meet again, Baronette." He dips his chin, and then bends to place a chaste kiss on her brow.

[time_dancer]

Val smiles at the kiss. Standing, she offers a bow to one whom outranks her and stifles another yawn.

"I certainly hope so Your Highness," she replies straightening. She turns to leave but pauses, "With your leave?"

[vojvode]

He dips his chin again, closing his eyes and giving her a beneficent smile. He touches the brim of his hat again.





And stepping back, melts into the shadows.