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Killian's POV

It had been purely by chance that I had wandered by the library at the time that Arthur had been questioning the librarian.

His voice had been pitched low but the library was dead silent and between the resounding words and my kern hearing, I had heard every word that he said.

The librarian had stuck to her story of not knowing what he was talking about save from guiding Rosalind to the book stack she was interested in.

It was obvious that he was fishing for information that could potentially put Rosalind in trouble so that he could oust her from her rightful position.

And how had he been able to do that? Because she was the one who had enabled that.

I might have been able to overlook that if Rosalind hadn't been acting strange recently.

She seemed distant and lost in thought at least half of the time.

I wasn't the one acting jealous, she was the one acting weird.

Admittedly, I was jealous. Jealous of the ease with which she related to Cillian. The way her eyes