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... ges of the pages were yellowed like brittle parchment. It felt more like a relic than something meant to be read.
"By the way, Lord Louis," Viola said, breaking the silence as I carefully turned the book over in my hands, "are you not interested in books other than old ones?"
I blinked. "Other books? Like what...?"
"Well, there’s philosophy, novels, even treatises on magical theory..." Her voice picked up speed as she spoke, her tone brightening with genuine enthusiasm. < ...
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