"Alright, so I am the next Keeper." I stated matter of factly, glancing over at dad who eyes were still scheming over the page.
He nodded, not even lifting his eyes. I guess he was too engrossed.
"Look here!" His voice startled me, breaking the lull that had resettled in the quiet library. Stretching out his index finger, he made circles around the general area he was trying to draw my attention to. "See, right here it says that the last Keeper denied the Darkness access during one of the most important festivals of communication."
"Amm, you've skipped quite a bit to get down there." My brows furrowed as I tilted my head to look at dad, wondering how he had reached the last paragraph on the page already, when I was still at the first paragraph.
"I read all of that already." He replied
