After breakfast, Rowan and Logan remained on the terrace for a while before heading to the library.
The palace halls were calm, but others' presence could be felt. Their footsteps echoed softly as they passed a few guards and servants. After a short walk, they reached the library and stepped inside.
Like yesterday, Logan pulled out a chair and sat down.
Rowan marched toward the shelves and started selecting books for Logan.
Then, placing the books Rowan kept selecting on the table, Logan began reading. And soon, he again lost himself in those history books. It couldn't be helped. It was like a thirsty person gulping down water. Each sentence, each para was like a revelation. The more he read, the more his eyes narrowed.
