The Lord Of Havethrone

. With a flick of her wrist, she gently tossed it over to the charismatic vegetable merchant, who skillfully caught it with a captiva

l tomatoes. I fear she may send me back here for more," Evie remarked, her voice laced

sive eyes. Evie's tender smile danced gracefully on her lips as she observed, "If you continue addressing m

ustling crowd, her purposeful strides mirrored her determination. It seemed as though she were rushing home to her

come known, and often the subject of disapproval, as an avid bookworm. She spent countless hours in the local library or the post office, immersing herself in the world of romantic novels and captivating stories. Some villagers deemed her voracious rea

reception desk, savoring a cup of tea. To her surprise, a young man in his early twenties, with neatly combed back hair and round, fashionable glass

cately extracting the three novels from her basket. "An

egret to inform you that Lady Hubry is unwell and was unable to attend today," he revealed.

vie inquired, "Were any new book

uddenly, an icy breath swept across her nape, causing her to whirl around, finding herself face to face with a tall figure shrouded in tattered, dark garments. His face concealed within the folds of his cloak, he bore an uncanny resemblan

y presenting her with two volumes. Evie carefully placed them in her basket, expressing her gratitude. "Thank you, Mr... library

that would soon hold significance. The library door she had exited moments ago now stood c