Chapter 8: A secret each
Behind her and right by her face, the books floated. Some took their sweet time while others zoomed to a designated place, leaving but a woosh and a cool breeze in their wake.
The sole of Arabella's heels clacked against the brilliant marble flooring that reflected every light cast upon it. The young woman's neck ached as she couldn't decide which wonderful part turned her head before the next better thing whisked her attention away from it.
Arabella finally put her foot down and stopped, thinking if she continued to walk around and marvel, there would be no end to it. She had to start somewhere in that library.
Her very first pick was a book that had the words "Sanguis venenosus" embossed on its spine. Tucked among others on a shelf that was simply too high for her to reach, Arabella looked around for a tool that could have helped grab it.
When none turned up, her gaze shifted onto the floating books instead. After all, if the books were enchanted, perhaps there was no need for a physical tool in order to take one.
Her cheeks flushed pink at the plan she had come up with. Looking around very sheepishly before setting her eyes back on the chosen book, Arabella opened her hands and extended her arms upwards towards it, declaring with much determination and clarity in her tone, "Come to me, book,"
She stood in place for a good moment, expecting the book to fly out of its nook into her hands, and the longer she spent in that position the more blood that rose to her face, burning it from the inside out.
Every fiber in her body spared no words, unanimously carping about how ridiculous and humiliating it was for them to participate in the execution of such an idea.
"You must utter the title of the book first,"
Arabella's heart almost leapt out of her chest. Briskly, she flipped around, yanking her extended arms down to face the owner of the voice. Although her gaze dared not rise beyond his chest as knowing his cold diamond eyes had witnessed her silliness was hefty enough. Arabella's only wish right that second was for the ground to open and swallow her whole.
For a moment, Silas merely stood there, staring at her abashed figure before turning and walking away.