Silhara helped her at night, when his work in the grove was done for the evening. They sometimes took supper in the library, with Gurn retrieving books from the high shelves while she and Silhara pored over pages of archaic words, looking for that one ceremony that might aid them. For all the power of his Gift, he neither possessed her skill with translation nor her memory. He deciphered text much slower than she did. There were times when he’d pin her with a speculative stare when she directed him to a specific page of a specific grimoir for more information. So far their best efforts had
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