A Warrior Luna's Awakening Chapter 26-30

Chapter 26

Freya’s POV

The next morning, I arrived at Silas Whitmor’s estate, the ancient sigils of the Ironclad Coalition etched in obsidian stone and silver above the archway. I clutched the rare tome–M’s Bestiary of Skyborne Avians–wrapped in deep burgundy leather, still warm from the hearth in my study where I had pored over it all night.

“Mr. Whitmor,” I said once I was shown into the marble–clad receiving chamber, “I’ve finished reading the book. Thank you for letting me borrow it.”

He looked up from his writing desk, expression unreadable. “I recall instructing my driver to tell you it was a gift.”

I stiffened. “It’s far too valuable. Our relationship hasn’t reached the point where a gift like that would be appropriate.”

Silas leaned back, folding his arms in a way that reminded me of a predator lounging just before the pounce. “If a gift can’t bring joy to its recipient, then even a priceless one is nothing more than dead paper. If you don’t want it–throw it out.”