"This is the oldest library in all of France." I open the doors.

"You have such a knowledge about places here." Sebastian says.

I blush slightly. 

"Miss Rosie, so good to see you!" A voice yells.

"Monsieur Blackvin, how wonderful." I walk over to him.

"I say, I never got a chance to properly thank you for saving me from an absolute dreadful marriage." He smiles.

He smelled like old shoe polish.

"My pleasure, she was very tasty." I move my hand over my teeth.

"No harm done. The police called it an animal attack." He says.

"I should've guessed this." Sebastian whispers in my ear. 

I push his head back. 

"No time for charms love." I say to him. 

He smiles at me. A demonic beautiful smile. 

"Are we going to the place or not?" I ask him.

"Of course."  He turns.

We follow him. The library smells like dust. It smells old. Yet... I always love a good book. His wife was as smooth as butter as her flesh trickled down my throat. She was nice and meaty. I am a cannibal after all. He leads us into a dark hallway. It looks old. Older than the library. The walls were filled to the brim of books. He opens a small door. There's twisty narrow stairs.

"Lady's first." Sebastian smiles.

I smile back at him. We get led into a very small, very old room. Looks like the 1600s.

"Looks like we have a fare bit of research in our hands." Sebastian says to me.

I nod.

"I'll leave you two in your studies." He closes the door.