After having breakfast, Shivansh hugged his wife, Shivangi. " I would be busy today. Please, don't disturb me, Okay." Shivansh said and looked at Shakshya with knowing smile on his face. Shakshya who was sitting in front of him couldn't see him in his eyes. Give almost imperceptible nod. Then his father walked towards his office. Looking him go Shakshya sighed and stand on his place.
" Mother, I will be in the library if you need anything just tell someone to call me." Shakshya said and turned around to go towards the library.
"Okay, do as you wish but remember not to disturb your father he is going to be be busy today." Shivangi said while arranging the table.
As he walking he saw a hallway which was adorned by white marble and beautiful chandeliers. He was walking through the hallway and thinking in his mind ' Beautiful, I'm living here from my birth but can't help but always be mesmerized by the beauty of our villa.'
In the reverie, he didn't even realise that he reached the library until he saw the grand metal doors with some ancient carvings on the door. If someone sees it for the first time they would see that a dragon was flying through the clouds with a man on his back. But if the closely examined it only then will they be able to notice some writings on the door which was written in very intrecatedsly so that only a true member of their family can understand.
Shakshya exhaled and pushed the doors. Dark light flashes on the doors for a split second under the touch of Shakshya but he didn't noticed anything.
" Creak,crea...k." doors opened with creaking sound. He entered in the library only to see it has huge bookracks filled with books.
He entered and went to the bookkeeper. He was a man who seemed to be in his 50s but no one knew his true age he was said to be for more a century. Upon looking that Shakshya came he gave a gentle smile and bowed," Welcome young master, what are you looking for today."
" Well I'm here today for books related to our ancestors and our religious gods." Shakshya said with warm smile.
" Hmm, well you can go to the second floor you'll find the books that you desire young master." The bookkeeper told to Shakshya, he also added in his mind ' it seems this is the time that master spoke.'
Shakshya thanked the bookkeeper and went towards the first floor.
Upon reaching he started to look at the books. He past books with the name The birth of first grand house, The God Vishnu and the house of Smark, The cycle of life and Death. As he saw a book with the name Death and afterlife his eyes lit up and he picked the book. And started looking in the Book as he read his eyes started to lit even more.
But on the back side a book was shining with a blackish green light upon sensing the presence of Shakshya. As he was about to close the book and leave. The same book came flying by and hit his head.
" Aww, aw , who hit me." As he turned around he saw a book lying down.
What is with the librarian? Is he really that old ? Who is he ? Who is his master? What's with the book? Why did it fall on him?