Sitting on a small chair surrounded by books, a silver-haired woman wearing a beautiful robe closed the book she was holding.
"And so ends the first act," she said.
Standing up, she stretched and placed the book back on the shelf before taking out a new one.
It was a blank book.
The number of pages could hardly be determined, but she was sure it could hold a new and enticing adventure.
"Asmodeus will sadly not fall, but I managed to obtain enough of his divinity to send him into slumber," she muttered quietly while admiring the blank book, wondering what kind of new adventure would be written on its pages.
As she walked, the world seemed to change around her. She found herself no longer in her library but in a vast world where the sun and the moon shone in the sky like beautiful jewels or the eyes of a god.
In front of her stood a young man, bound to a throne, fast asleep.
"My poor boy. How long until you can walk again?" she asked.
