you had happened through the castle corridors, making your way absent mindely when a rather small figure bustles past you, dark green robes swirling around them.

they give you an apologetic smile, their arms filled with scrolls, and their posture quite terrible, you recognize the lapel on their tunic and realize, this is the High Mage's only apprentice.

they put a finger to their mouth in a shushing motion and beckon you to follow them,

"quiet. I know what you're planning, come,"