"I don't suppose the Seer will come tonight?" Cyrward casts a wistful glance at the cubicle Inric had occupied.
"I don't know. He probably still thinks the book is in Milburh." Aldus strokes the cover of the book lying on the table near to hand. "But he'll come for it eventually."
"Assuming that's the right book."
"Oh, I think it is. It's in a very odd script but it does look a bit like Seer inscriptions." He opens the book to show Cyrward. "And Wyott didn't remember buying it."
"So what, it just appeared in his shop?" Cyrward squints dubiously at the book.
"That's what he said." Aldus grins. "He still charged me for it."