Chapter 34.3

Ronan stared at the librarian, a couple innocent blinks mere scratches upon her stern expression. He distracted his gaze with inspecting her braided nest of a bun, the brown curls poking from its base bouncing as she spoke.

"That's the list hun?"

Ronan bit his cheek, his fingers still splayed across the black scratches of writing painting the crumpled paper. It was the list, a list of things he needed a little more information on. But he wasn't thinking too well when he wrote zodraic batteries clear as day on it.

"Yeah," Ronan muttered, the last of his parched throat invading his words. "I was just looking for some books on why zodraic batteries are illegal." He handed the slip to her, the warm smile on her face allowing his voice to steady. "I was curious about their history."

The librarians eyes darted down the list. "I understand, Novan technology is quite popular, especially after Runas." Her lips twitched with a somber smile, and she tucked the paper under the lip of a stack of b