After his torrid fuck with Merlin, Kaiser headed straight to his mansion to take a bath, then went to the academy library.
Inside, the contrast with the bustle of the other rooms was immediate. A silence enveloped the space, broken only by the soft rustle of turning pages and, intermittently, by the muffled murmur or discreet laughter of a few female students gathered in the distance. The air was thick with the characteristic smell of old paper.
Kaiser moved between the tall shelves.
After a brief scan, he selected a book: Demonic Magic. He took it, tucked it under his arm, and continued toward the back of the room. There, the rows of bookshelves formed a more intimate corner, isolated from the main aisles.
He chose a table flanked by two chairs. After settling in, he opened the book. The first pages presented complex diagrams.
A few minutes passed like that, in a calm undisturbed by any footsteps. A woman had approached.
