Chapter 85 - 86
Lessa responded with a guilty smile. "Sorry, Ma’am. I ran into Woods and Corrie on my way here, and they insisted that I join them for some sweets in the market."
"Excuses, excuses," muttered the woman, who looked at Alistar with kind eyes. "And how are you doing today, Mr. Silverkin?"
"I’m doing fine, thank you. I hope your day is going well, Mrs. Jadestone."
"As good as any," smiled the woman, who opened the door and motioned for them to enter.
"Ah, I can’t go in because I’m all wet."
"Don’t fret, now. If I say you can come in, then you can come in."
Alistar thanked Mrs. Jadestone and followed her and Lessa inside, though he politely turned down the woman’s offer to join in on their lesson and instead found his way over to a certain aisle that he had visited many times before.
Now that he was in a discreet corner of the vast, book-filled hall—a musty labyrinth of ancient bookshelves that were filled with countless written works—he spent the next two hours looking through different aisles in search of more detailed information about the noble houses of Mais.
Today, like several others before it, Alistar had entered the library for the main purpose of looking into his own lineage, specifically on his father’s side. Even after all this time, Caedmon was strict about keeping this part of his background a secret, having only revealed that his father had been a lesser noble from ’a province of the Baldor Empire.’ This wasn’t much to go off of considering that each province was a vast kingdom in and of itself, not to mention that the empire in question was made up of many such provinces. Still, it was somewhere to start from. If his uncle’s words had indeed been true then there should remain some sort of record of his father’s marriage to his mother. His mother had been a princess, so surely her matrimony would have been documented.