#earthrunes

"Just like a purely chimerical sword, handy enough no mortal will even know it's there. Just keep it away from autumn folk"

"True..."

"You seem cautious?"

"Oh, just... I am uncertain I could capture it all..."

"A ghost writer perhaps?"

"Mm.."

Minerva looks intrigued "You must forgive my Eiluned sensibilities, While we value secrets, we also hate to see knowledge lost "

"I am a preserver of knowledge, Minerva."

A sip of her tea "Yes. I didn't mean to disparage. Just explaining why I might be coming across as pushy" A realization "oh, how foolish of me. If you did make such a book you wouldn't tell anyone about it, would you?"

A quiet smile.

A chuckle "Very well. How many other Bookwryms have you met?"

"Only a handful. Mostly those at The Library, but there was Red Chief..."

And more stories continue, the Eiluned is voracious for any details

The rescue of the egg is an exciting tale - and the Eiluned does learn there is a breeding colony of Bookwyrms at the Met.

"Oh I simply must visit ..." then a frustrated look "As soon as I'm sained. I hate being yoked"

"Mm. It will pass, soon enough."

"I realize I am biased, but it feels like it's beyond soon eough and well past 'past ime'" A wry look "Did your year and a day feel slow to you?"

"Of course it did. I was six."

"I imagine a wilder would handle the waiting with more cognizance."

"Time is a funny thing to we sidhe" She says, showing only the slightest sting at the rebuke

"So it is. But patience is a virtue. And there is freedom in being a fledge."

"Aught is forgiven that would not be so lightly considered in a fledged fae."

"True" She ponders "now's my chance to shave Shalimar and claim ignorance" Cheerily

"That... well, Fiona holds do encourage boldness."

A laugh

"Pardon me" She says

"well, I do believe your flight escaped the notice of most."

"What flight?" Innocent look

"Precisely."

"mmm you bring up an intriguing point. The Baroness encouraged me to gather secrets. She didn' say it had to be in the hold" A sip and visible plotting

"Very true."

"Do pardon me. I should go conspire..err think on this"

Zara salutes the fledge with her teacup.

And with a gesture in return, off the Eiluned goes to conspire