Magnus let out a long, deep sigh, momentarily stunned. His face was twisted in perplexity as he got up from his seat and approached the immense window behind his grand desk. Magnus made sure no one followed Vienna. "Who did you come here with?"
"I got help from a friend; he has an appointment with Professor Marshall Draven earlier."
"Are you sure no one followed you?" Magnus pressed the question once again.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure. Why do you look so anxious?" V replied firmly, her forehead furrowed in bewilderment. "I came with the knight guards. They are waiting in Avaloria."
Magnus snapped his thumb, causing all the curtains in the office to partially close. The chamber workroom was now bathed in witchlight, casting an adorable blue flame. The fireplace crackled, emitting the scent of cedarwood.