This was life in Karazhan!
It was very regular! Every morning, after getting up, Karin went to the dining room on the third floor for breakfast, then headed to the library, tidying up while browsing books that interested him.
Karin only saw Medivh at breakfast.
For one thing, Medivh usually had Moroes deliver lunch and dinner to his study.
For another, Karin deliberately avoided him... after all, if he ran into Medivh on the stairs again and Medivh happened not to remember him, things would end badly!
Medivh was a very talkative man. Every morning at breakfast, he would be the first to bring up a topic.
Some of those topics were interesting.
For instance, three days ago, he and Karin had spent half an hour discussing... the conflict between Arcane Mimicry Theory and Arcane Realism!
And the day before yesterday, he had rambled for half an hour about something as trivial as "whether mages should sit on the bed and put their trousers on one leg at a time, or float up to put them on."
As for yesterday, their topic had been: did a fifth kind of troll exist, and if so, what form would they take?
Karin was practically the only person in the Tower who could keep up with Medivh's topics...
"You have a nimble mind!" That was Medivh's assessment of him. "I hope you have the same talent when it comes to clearing the rubbish out of the library."
Today, when Karin reached the dining room, he found only Moroes and Kuke there.
Even by the time he finished eating, Medivh had not appeared.
"Where's the Astral Plane Mage?" Karin asked quietly.
"Gone..." Moroes answered flatly.
"Where did he go?" Karin was a little curious.
The old steward suddenly shuddered... then said in a