A portion of Carlo di Cenza's journal. This is the sixth of ten pages.
Though the Duke had retired, Eleonora remained. She noticed the looks which Sir Bellas and I exchanged. She approached the two of us and whispered, "Meet me at my cottage. One hour," then left.
An hour later, Sir Bellas and I met with Eleonora. She had a plan. A dangerous, devious plan. We would sneak past Sanamar's defenses, infiltrate Varicci's Royal Hall, and steal what magical tomes we might find.
Neither Sir Bellas nor I held out much hope for success. Eleonora was a brilliant