The Library Of The Paradox. 8

Trent walked steadily through a narrow passage between two towering shelves, heading towards the grand Librarian's table where Vildrath and his daughter sat, engrossed in their tasks. The dim, flickering light of the Archive cast elongated shadows across the room, adding to the ancient, sacred ambiance. Luckily for Trent, Vildrath had absolutely no idea that he had manifested his presence in the Solemn Archive, as his slaves, according to the ritual rules, did not emit even the faintest wisp of detectable Mana.