Kael and Nidhogg sat side by side on one of the long sofas in the east library, both with the posture of survivors of emotional warfare. The silence between them wasn't comfortable, but it wasn't hostile either. It was the silence of two people who had just survived twenty-three full minutes of continuous lecturing from Elion without a single pause for breath. The entire library still seemed heavy with the absurd pressure of her mana, spread across the dark wooden walls like a physical warning that this woman's patience had very specific and dangerously unstable limits.
