Alexander turned the pages of the book in his hand. Sitting in the study room as he marked the important facts that had been never mentioned by anyone or written anywhere. Having these right now, he felt closer to his mother. Making notes separately with points that had him spending most of his time in the study room than going out. He had appointed Sylvia and Elliot to complete the errands which were urgent while having no one bother him.
On a certain page, Alexander placed the quill down and stared at the book. The book was already coded enough for no one to take a look but the writing in here was further written around in circles which made it look like a story and nothing more than that but the truth was that these books were the treasures of the white witches. The truth of what happened and the possibility of what could happen.
Damien and Penny entered the study room when it was the time of evening.
