Capítulo 18: Ticket To Gaining Answers [½]
'Where the hell am I?' he thought to himself as he clutched his head.
Having being knocked out with brute force, Roland's head ached.
'That damn beast'.
After swearing inwardly to himself, he took in his surroundings.
'This seems a bit too fancy for a beast to live in'.
The interior was fully furnished to his surprise.
'I just can't imagine that beast living here' he looked towards the door 'the doors' frame isn't even wide enough to allow its body to enter'.
The walls were decked with rich fabric, a shelf was erected to one side of the room; books filled into the space. An arm-chair stood firmly beside it, its cushion embroidered.
The room was hung with cloths of gold, bordered with vermilion velvet embroidered with roses.
He was in awe of the décor.
A particular book had caught his eye on the shelf, he felt a force drawing him towards the book and so he attempted to move towards it but, he was restricted from doing so.
He looked down upon himself and realized that his body was entangled in bed spreads.
'What is this?' his face reddened.
'I couldn't have - ' he shuddered at the thought and unconsciously moved his hand towards his behind.
'Think pure thoughts, think pure thoughts' he repeated the mantra and removed himself from the spread.
'I'm fully dressed. Thank the heavens' he hopped off the bed.
He jumped rather quickly, losing his balance, stumbling over his foot.
He stretched his aching muscles and walked towards the book shelf.
The room exuded warmth causing him to feel drowsy. He shook it off and advanced onward.
He placed his hand on the book and removed it from the shelf. It was intricately design; varying symbols decorated its covers.
'It's quite thick and seems new'.
He made his way back towards the bed and took a seat.
"Trafford's Trading Club?!"
Flames were ignited in his eyes.
'This is probably my ticket to gaining answers'.
He slowly turned the cover as though he was handling a rare and delicate gem.
'Foreword?'
He was taken aback but he continued to read.
'With this, all things are possible. But, it comes with a price; a price that cannot be paid with currency. Are you willing to risk it all? Carry on'.
Roland retracted his focus from the pages.
'I recall Barov saying something like this' he nodded, recalling the story Barov recounted.
'But, do I have enough to pay the price?
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