It was trifling to unlock the chest that contained the tome. The old, weakened magic was no real match for Tenebrous's skills with the arcane. Why would something like this however be hidden in the corner of a room nopony had been in in years? It puzzled the Count, who was quite keen to study what was inside. The latch however, was stubborn - not even wanting to open for his most powerful unlocking spell. He'd have it brought to his room and try again tomorrow, Count Tenebrous was not one to give up so easily.

Commission for Greyline.

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