Melissa silently walked down the isle of the royal library, tracing her hands carefully along the spine of each book. She was looking for one in particular, one regarding the multiple names and faces she had just seen from the mysterious projection.
"Azure …", she whispered to herself, creeping further away from modern history and deep towards the ancient books.
The royal library was the only place she could think of that would hold this kind of information. The hard wooden doors slammed open and a figure wrapped in bright blue waltzed through, the familiar crown perched atop his head still shining with the typical glow it had done all these years.
"Melissa?", the king said, cocking his head to the side, wondering why she was here.
Melissa dropped into a bow, "My king, it's an honour".
