The Ghost King's Story

Without much to do, Lucan and Silent followed Heaven's Kiss and Spicypumpkin through the city.

"This place had the best chance of containing the journal." Heaven said.

They stood before a building that was in relatively good condition compared to the others. She opened the door and walked in.

They were in a massive library. Shelves stretched from floor to ceiling, reaching over twenty feet high. Hundreds of bookshelves lined the walls while tables were spread out in the center of the room.

"Let's split up." Spicy said. "We don't want to be here all day."

Lucan sent out both his familiar and started to scan through the books.

"See, aren't you glad that we came?" Heaven asked, trying to get Lucan to admit fault for once.

He was about to agree when something caught his eye. He could see a faint trance of ethereal mana on the top shelf further back. He sent Adrestia to inspect it.