To Live

"Good evening, Princess Emelia. It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Air Deuson, please call me Air. His Imperial Majesty has sent you a message," Air hands Emelia a piece of paper folded into two. 

On the piece of paper, Elliot asked if she could permit Elliot to go. Maybe with his knowledge of the old texts and books in the library, he can help gather information for them. If it's someone Elliot trust, then it should be alright. 

Emelia wore a black cloak while Air watches Emelia. She then looked at him and asked, "Aren't you going with me?" Air nodded his head and stood behind her. She hands him a black cloak, telling him to wear it, which he understood.

 

When they arrived in the underground library Air's eyes sparkled, seeing old texts and books by the bookshelves. He was distracted in his own world to the point he forgot that he wasn't the only one there.