Something was wrong. Something was very wrong, but she knew not what. All she knew was that her beloved had been slumbering soundly one night.Then he'd been up the next.

Ice blue eyes soon focused on the books in their library. Three nights had gone by, and soon a fourth, and Aurthur still could not find peaceful slumber.

He was growing angrier each day. She would understand, but there had to be something within the ancient tomes that would help.