"I'm real," she answered before pausing as she reached a set of doors. They opened to reveal a rather impressive library of books. Rows upon rows of books. She paused, one heel clicking against the floor smartly as she took a brief moment to take in Ende's rather bedraggled appearance.
"Wait here," she told her as she walked towards the office in the back where the lime-haired man usually stayed. Perhaps she could find a blanket or some sort to help dry the woman off.
Both daemon and young woman disappeared from view, leaving Ende in amidst the sprawling Library. One book, however, stood out among the rest. It's cover was a deep, blood red, almost identical to the carpeting from before only this was made of leather, and not cloth.
It's surface was smooth to the touch, and it's pages were a pristine, untouched white. Engraved on the surface were mysterious looking designs and at the very edge of the book there seemed to be a slight tuft of hair peeking out, brown in color, and animal in nature.