The slaves carried him towards the archive, followed by Zahir and Lapis Lazuli. Faysal described their way as they moved, so that his guests could later retrace their steps and make it back to the chamber. Most of the time, he wouldn't have bothered, but he wasn't certain if her peculiar sense of morality would let her command slaves to lead her back - or even ask for directions.
The archive door was large and heavy, almost impossible to open by one person. Two strong slaves were always stationed there, to handle it. At Faysal's command, they wrenched it open, wide enough to let the sedan chair through. Most of the time, they only needed to move it slightly, to let the archivists in and out.
The archive was easily the largest chamber in the palace. It occupied almost the entirety of the wing, taking up several floors. It was a single massive room, divided by tall, heavy bookcases that stretched up to the darkness of the ceiling. As most of the archived knowledge was dry and flammable, carrying any sort of fire inside was expressly forbidden. The Merchant Prince commissioned a summoner to bind light elementals inside a series of glass bottles for his archivists to use when working. Apart from those few sparks, the whole archive was shrouded in the darkness.
Faysal motioned to the brightest spot in the room: a small table where the bottles stood. "Those are the only source of light permitted inside, in order to prevent a fire. My father commissioned only a limited number, but there should be some available to you." Only the most dedicated staff worked every day, after all.
One of the archivists shambling around in their long robes noticed their presence and hurried over. His eyes widened at the sight of Faysal as he quickly bowed, his beard almost touching the floor. "Ah- it is rare to see you here, my lord! How can your humble servant assist you?"
Faysal pointed to Zahir and Lapis Lazuli. "Those are my guests. I have granted them access to the archives for the work they must do. Extend all courtesy to them."
"I will, my lord!" the man assured him. With his permission, he turned his attention to the two. "How can I help the honoured guests? What do you need from the archives?"