White Bishop

"Why are we in the library, Riley?" Rose asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

The academy's library, despite its sheer size and the flow of students passing through, maintained an almost sacred hush.

Tall shelves lined with ancient texts and spell tomes stretched high above, casting soft shadows under the warm lights.

Just like the last time I came here, everywhere you look was filled with books.

I glanced over at Rose, shrugging lightly.

"I just wanted to check on something," I replied, keeping my tone casual.

Rose raised a brow, clearly skeptical. She seemed to pick up on the fact that I wasn't exactly lying, but also wasn't telling her the whole truth either.

Still, she only shrugged.

"Well, as long as you keep your promise, I don't mind a little detour."

"Of course,"