“This is not it. This chalice is made out of stone, not wood.” Nate sighed as he placed the book that Ren had back on the shelf.

“Prince Nathaniel.” PRINCE Ace glared at him the moment he caught Nate shoving a book on a random shelf. “If you do not know where you got that book, then you should just leave it on a desk and let the bookkeepers handle returning it.”

“I’ll…” Nate trailed off and took the book from its shelf. “I’ll go hand it over to the ...