Maximilian traversed the palace corridors with sure measured steps, nodding his head respectfully to the guards as he passed them. There was a slight morning chill today, and the brisk bite to the air was doing wonders to shake the last shackles of sleep from him. He approached the large, ornate wooden doors that sheltered the library and entered. The tomes inside made this a magician's playground and treasure trove. The alcoves of the library extending beneath the castle, storing older books collected by ancient kings that otherwise may have been lost to time. The smallest tug of a smile crossed Maximilian's face as he thought on it.