“There’s a problem.” Haven announced, marching swiftly towards them. Lucious could see the wrinkles of worry lining her forehead by the time she reached him. He knew Aria had been feeling a little unwell and had probably kept Haven awake with all her crying, but he could tell from one glance the problem had nothing to do with their child.

“It's the Book of Spells,” Haven puffed, catching her breath amidst talking, “It's… It's empty!”

“What?!” almost everybody in the room ...