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"Prithee, let Y'shtola know that I will be with her anon." Urianger glanced up from the books that were stacked in front of him. "I am sure that she would appreciated thine company as well."
Any time Teresal went to Old Sharlayan, she was bound to find half of her companions within the many stacks of books in the library. She understood that the city had a large amount of information and history and that they liked to keep learning, but sometimes there were more things to do than read when things were more relaxed and there wasn't a world ending emergency that they had to see too. Of course, half the time, she felt like she needed a book to understand his manner of speaking.
She gave a nod. "All right. I know that she wanted to speak more about being able to travel to the First."
His head gave a tilt before he smiled. "Indeed. I was looking into what she and I had spoken previously about."She supposed that he would want to go back to his home in Il Mheg and speak with the fairies again. They didn't have the ability to go at will like she did.
He paused and placed a paper to hold his spot in the books. "Actually, if thou would wait a moment, I will walk with you."
"Take your time. I don't have anything demanding my attention."