Intercardinal

Ferro woke with the dawn to find Malzkael deep into his book.

Panic was his first response.

"What are you doing? Give that back!"

She looked up at him, surprise replacing the fascination on her face.

"Sorry. You dropped it and I was bored," the angel said. But she didn't return the book. "Did you write these notes?"

"No, but I would like for you to give it back." He wasn't fond of force, but life in the Duat had him gathering a spell -

"Sure," she closed the book and reached across with it. "No need to get angry about it."

"It's precious to me," he said, dissipating his spell before he took it, checking the page she was on and flipping back to check for damage.

"I can see why... there's forbidden knowledge in there."

Ferro's ears flattened, and not from concern. "The knowledge in here kept me alive. I'm not giving it up." The tension in his face made his fangs show more than was polite as his tails stiffened.