Annabel scratched her temple with her pen, staring down at the three runes she had been drawing for the last half an hour. It was already past ten in the evening, past her usual time for training and chores. She had to bathe and feed Priscilla’s wretched cat earlier and then help another Order member reorganize his numerous books in alphabetical order, which took all afternoon.
She was surprised that she didn’t see Larson’s name on her list since it had been there every day for the last three weeks. For a moment, she even got scared he thought she outlived her usefulness with the slow progress they were making. Or at least she thought it was slow since all she had done was list three pages of artifacts and he just glanced through them and tossed the paper aside.
She had snapped at him th
