Rowan sighed and forced his attention back to the hopeless pile of books in front of him.
"Caretaker. What are you doing here?"
Rowan had been so busy feeling guilty, he hadn't noticed Willow approaching from across the library. Her slippered feet padded delicately across the carpet as she came to a stop in front of him.
He blinked at her in silence for a moment, then decided to offer a friendly greeting. "Hello, Willow. Or should I call you Keeper of Knowledge since we are in your kingdom today?"
"Willow is fine. It's not really a kingdom. I don't rule over this place…I just keep it safe." She gave him a pretty smile. One eyebrow curved up in a gentle line as she assessed the stacks of books lining his table. "And preferably organized."
"Oh." He straightened the nearest stack as if that would somehow help. "Looks like I've made a mess for you."
