Lucan sat in his private office, the dim glow of his desk lamp casting long shadows over a cluttered array of ancient texts and scrolls. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowed as he examined the incomplete map spread out before him. The map, divided into seven pieces.
He had spent an entire night serching around the library to locate the first piece.
As he meticulously studied the details of the map, tracing the faded lines with his fingertips, his concentration was abruptly shattered by a knock at the door. "Enter," Lucan called out, his voice steady and composed.
The door creaked open, revealing Emma, a young assistant with a look of nervous anticipation. "Professor Lucan, there's a visitor here to see you. She says it's urgent."
Lucan's interest was piqued. He closed the book he had been studying. "Send her in," he instructed, straightening his posture and preparing for whatever news awaited him.
