“Damn wench!” shouted Sienna while striding back into the room.3

Her exclamation made everyone shrink back in their seats. Despite each of them being Archwizards powerful enough to shake kingdoms, their authority meant nothing in this sacred space.0

They were in the topmost chamber of the Royal Library Akron, in Sienna's Hall. The Wise Sienna was the greatest and most powerful wizard in history. She aspired to become the Goddess of Magic, and being an Eighth Circle Archwizard in her domain was common and expected.0

‘Even so, for someone aiming to become the Goddess of Magic to use such coarse language…’ one of the wizards thought.3

They knew whom Sienna had been talking with: Eugene Lionheart.0

He was her direct disciple, a young man of twenty-three who was already on the cusp of becoming an Archwizard. No, in fact, it could be said that he had already crossed the threshold of being an Archwizard. To boot, he was the Hero.0

Any of the Archwizards present would have been proud to call such a talented and accomplished youngster their student. In fact, they would have shown even more love and attention than they would to even their own flesh and blood.0

As such, Sienna's attachment to her student wasn't unusual, though some thought it a bit excessive. But no one dared to voice such opinions out loud.0

"What displeases you?" asked Balzac Ludbeth, the Black Tower Master.5

He was the first to break the silence while the other wizards simply gauged the atmosphere. He was a black wizard yet had gained Sienna’s recognition as a wizard. He was the only wizard permitted to join her in the hall just for unimportant discussions.0

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