Elise's fingertips continue to trace the cover of the book, feeling the gap on the corner of the upper wooden surface of the drawer. When she finally took out the book with ripping any ages, she pulled it out to see the dust and discoloration that had turned the book to yellow due to age. After looking how there was no title in the book, Elise then extended the book to Ian.
Ian then looked at the pages and untied the string that bind the book and read the first few pages of the book to then narrow his eyes, "It's my mother's handwriting."
Elise's eyes opened and coming to his side, she snuck her head forward to peruse the cursive handwriting on the book. The words were written neatly and beautifully that could almost help Elise to form an image on how Lady Lucy would look like.
"Have you never seen the book before?" questioned Elise.
