Kishward sighed as he made his way to the library, a stack of scrolls in his arms. He glanced over them and frowned slightly as his mind wandered to Peshawars' upkeep. They were still recovering and while they were making good progress, they were still adjusting from using slaves to formally paying and housing them.
He sighed and adjusted his grip on the scrolls. They held the general finances for the fortress and some building instructions to help with the rebuilding process. He nudged the library door open and stepped inside.
He quietly nudged it back closed and looked around before walking to a clean table. He set the scrolls on the table and quickly turned to walk out before a small form bumped into him. He jumped in surprise as books fell onto the ground and a soft whine left the woman's lips.
He blinked as she rubbed her head and knelt down, asking, "Are you okay, miss? I didn't hear you behind me."
She blinked at him when he reached over to check her head and huffed, smacking his hand. "I'm fine, thank you very much! Are you the one that's been taking scrolls and leaving them for me to put back?"
He blinked in surprise at her outburst and leaned back. He scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, I'm never quite sure where exactly I get them from so I just leave them on the table."
She huffed and gathered up her books. "Well, you've been adding onto my workload and I'm very busy at it is. I don't need the General adding onto it."
He helped pick up the books and nodded. "Of course, I apologize for causing you more stress. Is there anything I can do to assist? Other than put the scrolls back where I find them."
She hummed in thought and set the books on the table. "Anything you say? Well, as you can see from the clutter I'm attempting to properly reorganize the entire library. Whenever you have free time, I expect to see you in here helping me."
He gaped and nodded slightly. "Of, of course. I did say anything, didn't I?"
She lightly smirked and held out her hand. "Good. I'm Vilette, the new librarian."
He closed his mouth and lightly shook her hand. "It's nice to meet you, Vilette. I'm Kishward."
She nodded and pulled away, rolling up her sleeves. She brushed past him to restack her books and he turned to get a good look at her. Her long, black hair was braided back and her bangs neatly framed her face and her brown eyes shone as the natural light filtered in through the windows. Standing up straight, the top of her head probably reached his shoulder, but she held herself proudly.
She glanced up at him and raised an eyebrow. "Well? Grab that stack, it's already in order so don't mess them up."
He jolted slightly and nodded, grabbing the large stack. He hefted up the stack and followed her, carefully stepping around the various stacks of books. She took a couple books off the top and started carefully putting them on the shelves as he followed her around.