Elara's POV

The library was larger than the entire servant quarters at Moonhowl.

Shelves rose three stories high packed with more books than I had ever seen in one place. The scent of old paper and leather bindings filled the air. Sunlight filtered through tall windows casting pools of light across reading tables scattered throughout the space.

It was magnificent.

I stood at the entrance and felt something crack open inside my chest. All this knowledge. All these stories and ...