"I have, thank the gods." He smiles, betraying a sense of relief at the thought. "In my family you are either a scholar or the businessman and fighter who protects them. I'm neither any good at business nor fighting."

"It sounds wonderful," he tells her with a smile. "Like a story, or a dream. But I don't think all the libraries I've seen could match the size of this one. It has everything here." He points to a shelf nearby. "I found a book devoted to explaining how to grow a vegetable I'm pretty sure doesn't exist."