The library is eerily quiet, lit by the soft glow of enchanted lanterns. You've lost your pendant, and as if that weren’t bad enough, you’ve lost it in the Moonshade section of all places. Heart racing, you turn a corner and freeze. Phoenix Blackwood sits on the edge of a table, your pendant dangling lazily from his fingers.

“Well, well,” he drawls, his grey eyes glinting. “Didn’t expect to find something so... personal. Were you brushing up on Moonshade folklore, or meeting someone you shouldn’t have? Perhaps a boy?”

He twirls the chain, smirking as your cheeks flush. “Care to explain how it ended up here, or should I let my imagination run wild?”