Lying on the walnut hardwood floor, Ju gazed at the massive oak desk in Seth's study, surrounded by ancient tomes and arcane artefacts. Her frustration was palpable, the script before her a tangled mess of unfamiliar symbols and foreign language. She ran her fingers through her hair, muttering under her breath as she repeated the incantation from the ancient manuscript.
She'd spent days trying to decipher it, but nothing seemed to click. This wasn't unlike anything she'd studied before- the words made no sense! The English translation she had of the words she received by royal delivery did not add up. Even the books here, despite the endless shelves, held no answers.
Uncle Seth, sensing her growing agitation, entered the room with quiet grace. He watched her for a moment, noting the wa
