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After wandering aimlessly for a good half of an hour, I found the area I had been looking for, according to a wood sign, hung on a set of small chains. It readGods and Goddesses.
I began to walk up and down the aisles, plucking any books that seemed of potential interest. When the stack nearly towered over my head, and my arms were growing weary with their weight, I walked over to a small table and dropped the books on top with a loudthunk.
I spread the books out on the table before me, debating which one to read first. One caught my attention. I ran my fingers over the title stamped into the leather-bound cover—The Dawn of the New Godsby Sir Antony Roberts.
I decided to start with it.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” Aurelius asked as he half-sat on the table, one leg propped up, while the other stayed on the ground, supporting his weight.
I closed the book and set it down, lacing my fingers together over top of it. “Not quite,” I said honestly. “But it is an interesting read, nonetheless.”
“That is good to hear.” He smiled. “What is it about?”
“Ironically . . . it’s mostly about you.”
“Uh-oh,” he teased. “Sounds like trouble.”
A small smile caressed my lips. I picked up the book and handed it to him. “Sir Antony Roberts must have been a big fan of yours,” I said as he looked over the cover.
Aurelius chuckled as he lifted his gaze, meeting mine. He feigned seriousness. “But did he speak of my dashing good looks?”
“In fact, he did,” I said, blowing out a laughing breath through my nose, fighting the temptation to roll my eyes.
“Oh good, good. That is a relief,” he replied playfully. A small dimple appeared in his left cheek. Oh yes, Sir Antony Roberts had spoken of that too. And as much as I hated to admit it, it was rather charming.
I lifted my gaze from his dimple. “Have you read it?”
A soft nod. “I did, quite a while ago.”
“And did it help you regain any of your memories?”
“I can’t say that it did,” he sighed. He set the book down on the table. “And as much as I’m enjoying your company, I believe you have an appointment with the dressmaker in half an hour.”
My brows shot up. “I hadn’t realized so much time had passed.”
“I figured as much,” he said as he gracefully stood.
I glanced at the books scattered around the table, and started to clean them up. Aurelius helped.
When there was one book left, we reached for it at the same time, our fingers colliding. It felt like a bolt of lightning had struck my ring finger, traveling straight through to my heart.
I jerked my hand back and looked it over, trying to determine what had just happened.
“Are you alright?” His eyes darted between mine as if he would find the answer faster there.
“Did you feel that?” I asked breathlessly, my chest heaving.
“No, I can’t say that I did.” He continued to survey my expression, concern written clearly in his own. “Did you remember something?”
“No.” I shook my head and forced myself to take a deep breath. “It was just a strange feeling.”
“When we touched?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said, still a bit dumbfounded by what just happened. I took another breath, looking to the mountainous tower of books. “Can I take them to my chamber or—?” I trailed off, waiting for him to fill in the rest.
“Unfortunately,” he pointed behind me, “they have to stay here.”
I turned and read the large sign that hung on the far wall, stating that the books were not supposed to leave the library.
