Desiree
While the witches examined the weapons, my chest swelled up with pride. I wished the downsides were not true. I returned to my apartment and found Tim waiting for me there. He surprised me, and I was in shock, and then I frowned.
"Why are you here?" I asked him, and he was worried. Whatever brought him to my room was serious. On the table were seven dusty books. I looked at them and frowned, and he looked at me.
"I had to bring them here, Luna," he said with so much fear. "They are prophecy books and manuals, and we cannot let them fall on the wrong hands," he said with worry. Tim was a true friend so whatever he meant was for my good.
"What is the matter, Tim?" I asked him and calmly sat on the chair.
He brought the books to where I was sitting.