Book Haven, Monday

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Seregil had pretty much gone to ground this past weekend. The whole running into old enemies thing that seemed to be happening had made him worry that if he had put himself out and about he might've ran into Illar and that was just... No.

Better to hide spend time in his room, discussing the finer points of romance novels with Bob than risk that.

But now it was Monday, the current bout of weirdness was over and Seregil had ventured out to go to work. So here he was, behind the counter, sorting through some new books to possibly take home to Bob.

The Book Haven was open.