[ As Anahid leaves, Nikolai lingers. He has no desire to speak to Radomir. Even if he wanted to, it's more fun to upset than to appease him. The vein at his temple is pulsing.
With a pleased grin, Nikolai all but bows as he leaves the office, his one book in hand. It's easy to catch up to Anahid and steer her gently by the elbow to the left. They're not going out the way they came in.
He leads her down a long corridor. At the end is a large door with a fancy golden handle.
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With a pleased grin, Nikolai all but bows as he leaves the office, his one book in hand. It's easy to catch up to Anahid and steer her gently by the elbow to the left. They're not going out the way they came in.
He leads her down a long corridor. At the end is a large door with a fancy golden handle.
He holds out his hand for the books. ] Azata.