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The last spell -chapter 7-Still living
Roran followed closely behind the elf. He didn't see the point of moving quietly when there was no one there and the footsteps seem to echo of the crimson red hallways.
They caused confusion, every sound echoes of the walls like an endless cavern.
Even the wind echoes through the foreboding maze it sounded like weeping like a child crying for her lost...lost what?Arya thought The weeping can't be real ,can it?
Roran tapped her on the shoulder and pointed to a a dimly lit room.
Arya nodded, silently she moved toward the door and pushed it open.
Dim golden light flooded into the hallway.
Behind the door was a large library with hundreds, or maybe thousands of books and scrolls.
Roran gaped at the largeness of the room as he looked up to see the ceiling.
There were paintings all along the wall that Arya couldn't decipher for shadows , despite the dim light ,covered most of the room.
She advanced slowly and cautiously to the middle of the room. There might not be people but you can never be too careful.
And Galbatorix is clever, there won't be a room unprotected.
Arya gestured for Roran to stay close to the door. He could easily set of traps.
Roran nodded and checked the hallway before stepping in the doorway.
Arya looked around the library and moved silently to a table covered with what seemed to be a leather bound book.
She flipped through the book filled with information and spells in relation of the Greyfolk.
After a while ,Arya pause on between two pages the trailed her hand down the middle of the book feel the soft paper that use to be whole.
There is a page missing. It must have been something Galbatorix is trying to hide she thought.
It could be the missing information we need . Arya closed the book.
As she turned around , she heard scuffling .
"Mrrow?" Arya tripped over backwards as a white cat with gray patches padded out of the shadows.
Roran rushed to help."No! Stay back you could set off traps." Roran stepped back.
The cat approached and circled Arya. Her blue eyes seem to ask who are you ?
There was no hostility just curiosity. That was confirmed as the cat came up and nudged Arya's hand.
"Marian ?" A voice asked. A young girl barely ten walked into the room and suddenly stepped back .
"Who are you ?"
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Arya felt Amaris's hand tighten around her waist. Amaris had never traveled on horse before.
She had worked and survived being one of Galbatorix's servants.
Her mother was one of the victims that hadn't survived what Trianna said was a spell that killed most of the soldiers in the battle.
The weeping was her's. She and her cat, Marian, were the only survivors .
There might be something Amaris knows that might help them.
She is the the one still living from the battle.
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