CHAPTER 18 - Finding The Key

　　Her crimson hair swarm widely, as she flipped some pages of her book. I inhaled nervously.

　　What was she doing telling me to be free? Did she know the impact of her words?

　　I pressed my lips firmly, deciding to do as she said. Maybe she’ll tell me what I needed to know.

　　“S-sure,”

　　I muttered, reaching for the books in the shelf. My hands scanned through before taking one of them in my hands. I carefully observed it, as I did.

　　Maybe it was a hint? Or was it?

　　The book I took had an old brownish cover. It seemed dusty and ancient. But surprisingly, it was locked. With a padlock and it seemed like it needed a key.

　　“It’s locked, Lady Archer.”

　　“Yes dear, it is.”

　　“For now, though. It’s left to you to open it; I’ve played my part.”

　　“But I don’t have the key. How do I unlock it?” I asked frightfully.

　　What if the answer to everything was inside the book? What if I never open it?

　　“You’ve come across the key before but you don’t just know it’s the key.”