[ Flashback from chapter 129 ]
Hestia wasn't afraid that she might do any mistake and the spell could bring disaster to her or what if it killed her? The only thing on her mind was the every possibility that could provide her a way out of the realm.
The princess halted in front of the table with a pounding heart, Hestia felt as if this was exactly what she had desired, what she needed, the lady seemed to be bewitched by the book's unusual lock, the butterfly on the cover was split into two equal halves from where it was supposed to open sideways.
Hestia could feel something different about the book not only because of having the lock in the shape of two wings of the butterfly rather she felt the atmosphere tensed up as soon as she stretched her hand to gently touch the right wing.