10 Years Later
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"Is this really okay here?" I asked my husband for the 12th time. And he only replied with a 'hmm'.
I placed the frozen block of Grimoire into the shelf making sure it was properly placed, I think this was the last of it. I sighed, turning to face William, watching as his fingers traced the writings in the books before using his quill to note something down.
Over the years I was able to assist William in the Northern wing, the workload here was very exhausting and the Grimoires here needed careful concentration and any mistake would lead to something very drastic... as the years pass William taught me everything I needed to know here, how to turn off my aura so that Grimoires doesn't leech over it, they have the habit of doing those.
I always want to be more supportive of William as best as I could.
"It's been one week," I said, already coming down the ladder. "I already miss Estel"
