The Search Begins

Uravis smiled as well, hoping she would vanish as usual, but she uttered an oh and then face palmed.

"Is anything the matter?"

Terranova shook her head, her hands reaching out beside the mirror to take something. A book came to view, with a black hard cover and papers that were gray, which was very odd.

His brows curved, wondering what she was doing with such a book, she then raised her head to look at him and tilted her head.

"Hold out your hands," she said, her gaze moving to the book that she was scanning through.

Still confused, Uravis stepped back and put forth his hands, he let his gaze linger on her in silence, watching her browse rapidly through the book.

She then picked a feather from the table before her, she dipped it in a white ink, scribbled something on the book and slammed it close.