It had only been a day since the
Grand Ball, and considering he had quite the lengthy journey to make back to the duchy of Hellvion in the north, Lord Davishire Callister had saw to it that he'd use this week he spent at the capital to at least indulge in a few things he actually
did like- (since dancing and the likes were hardly among his top favorite!). So the first thing that crossed his mind- was visiting the library.
Though not as lavish as the Library in Uthlyn, the Great Library in Reajh was nothing to scoff at- and though the man was no longer in costume, he prowled the halls like a wolf anyway, his shaggy brows furrowed and those dark eyes moving with predatory hunger through the shelves. As the man moved past, the other patrons in the library felt the room grow a bit colder; for Davishire was a man known for his stand offish behavior, but thankfully, he did not have to be social when scouting for books and here- here he could simply indulge in the scents of leather bond books and the information bound to their pages.
It wasn't difficult for him to find the history section of the library, but once he got there, he was simply appalled!
"The condition of some of these books is atrocious!" he howled, face red with anger as he bellowed out his contempt towards the poor librarian who was stationed in this end of the hall.
"Do you not see the tatters on these pages?" he remarked, holding them out for the man to see."The broken spines? The loose pages and worn ink!? Who runs this place? By Ansgar's name, they ought to be fired!"
And he was so upset, the large man was positively shaking- and the tightness of his clothing seemed as if it could almost rip at the seams he was so upset!
"Confounded, man, stop apologizing to me and simply file the complaint! I want the Grand Duke to know, as well as the other noblemen in his country, what a nightmare this is! To think, Reajh,
our capital, would be the home to these uncouth conditions! It's a crime!" And he was positively frothing the words and as the librarian paused and went back to gaping at how terrifying Davishire was, which made Lord Callister so angry he was nearly seeing red!
"Stop pausing in the middle and just write it all down!" he roared, jabbing a large finger onto the piece of paper the man had been using to write up Davishire's complaint. "By God, man, before you give me a real reason to be angry!"