-A Short History of the Greatest Emperor-
-Anselm's Empire-
-Quotes and Inspirations from Emperor Anselm-
"Pfft," Calix snorted as he skimmed the stack of books.
"Did ol' Anselm order for these to be written about him?" he mocked, thumbing through another propagandistic publication.
"As a matter of fact, he did."
"Oh," Calix quickly set the book back on the desk and cleared his throat. "I didn't notice you there."
Stepping out from behind one of the bookshelves was a small woman with a kind face and armful of books.
The shelf in question wasn't tall enough to ordinarily conceal an entire person, but the woman was short--exceptionally so.
"Greetings, Young Lord," the woman smiled as she dropped her load of books next to the stack Calix had been browsing. "What brings you to the royal library today?"
"I'm looking for someone," Calix began before pausing to scan the woman again. "Well, I believe I'm looking for you."
