Some mistakes get made

❝ I never asked to be like this ❞

A couple of days had passed since the wedding of Matthew and the brand new Winter, Victoria. And finally, the peace seemed to return to the upper ring. Or, for as much peace the densely packed city could hold. Louis had found himself retreating back to the university, spending time on some of his research and classes he was preparing for the upcoming days. It was going to be busy, but he didn't mind. The work was a welcome distraction from the chaos that was his life. Secluded from everyone, a social life and his family. It was how he liked it, like the true introvert he was. He barely showed his face around the castle. He had become more of a unit of the university then something else. And people had tried, they really had, to mingle with him. To get to know him. But he was a hard nut to crack, as the years had just made him tougher and tougher. It was funny, because as a kid he had been such an open book. People could easily get something from him. Such a simple minded creature. Where had the times gone...

He sighed as he stopped writing, tilting his head a bit as he flipped through some of the pages of the book that was open next to him. He was going through some physics notes of his mentor, trying to compare it with some of the finds he had done earlier. But as expected he had, of course, forgotten about that one book. He rolled his eyes as he placed the pen down, taking his glasses off with his one free hand. As he rubbed his eyes slowly he sighed once more. Alright, that would be a trip to the library. Well... It was quiet on the schoolgrounds today, so that was a good thing. As the man removed his hand from his face and placed the glasses back where they belonged, he rose to his feet. He stepped away from his desk, grabbing coat from the rack and put it on, before finally leaving the study. But not before putting out some of the candles he had lit. He didn't want to start a fire while he was gone. It would be a huge catastrophe if such thing unfolded. The blonde man locked the door behind him, checked one more time if it was really locked, and finally left for his destination.

As expected, the library was quite empty at this hour of the day. The man lifted his gaze as he looked over some of the bookshelves, before finally turning to the row he needed. As he walked past some cases, it didn't take long for him to reach the place he needed to be. His way of going straight to the right case... It was apparent that he knew this library inside and out. And that wasn't really something took look up to or find strange. For the past years he had spent more time here then anywhere else. The university, and the library specific, were like his sanctuary, his safe haven. It was his only escape from this awful life he had. As the Winter carefully looked over the books, he squinted a bit. Where was it?