The Vango Family actually had other libraries, such as the smaller one Phyllis had mentioned last time, but Ruger felt he had received enough-more than enough, in fact. There had to be a balance between what he gave and what he gained. Anything extra could be considered the Vango Family's attempt to win his friendship, but accepting too much would not be good.
Ruger spotted his little island on the lightless sea. It looked just like a small, inconspicuous speck of eye crust firmly stuck in place.
Naturally, they passed right by that little speck.
They had to visit the bigger one first: Lord Kurt's island. Although Wizard Zorn was fairly easygoing and knew they had been leaving, they still needed to report to the chest-haired wizard as soon as they returned and offer their sincerest greetings. Ruger turned his hand over and produced a bottle of his exclusive sour-tasting gift. He hefted it in his hand. A generous serving, from the White Mouse Fairy brand.
Varin smiled faintly at the sight and took out a bottle of wine as well. From its appearance, it was no ordinary wine, but surely something carefully selected from the Vango Family's treasury, with special uses and benefits.
After their departure, only Mona and Zorn had remained here. They could only hope that nothing unusual had happened. Ordinary matters were nothing to worry about; Zorn might simply leave them alone, so there would be no scene of him being run ragged.
They all understood this, and it put their minds somewhat at ease.
Thinking of Mona, Ruger grew thoughtful for a moment. There were still some things he urgently wanted to discuss with this Prophecy Wizard, such as that kindly, approachable Demon Wizard.
Kurt's island was right before them.
The carriage began to slow,