Hannah was the first to rise the following morning. She spotted Galen lying motionless in his hammock with his legs hanging over its side. She tip toed towards him and bent down a few inches closer to observe her master seemingly sleeping, but she suspected that he wasn't. She turned her head toward Nancy's and Benjamin's beds. "Hey, Nancy? Ben?" Her voice trembled with concern. Benjamin lifted his head up and looked in Hannah's direction. Hannah waved them over to her, and they slowly rose to investigate what Hannah may have discovered. As they got a few feet away from their sister and Galen, they finally understood why they were called over. "Is he breathing?" Hannah, a nursing student, took a closer look, and could not see the rise and fall of his chest. Alarmed, Hannah propped the elder's legs up on the hammock and tried to shake the mage awake. "Galen!" She called, shaking him one last time. Disheartened, she looked at Nancy and Benjamin with a sorrow shake of her head. "He's gone." Benjamin and Nancy let out a sorrowful exhale. They had known him for a few weeks by Hannah's calculations, although it hadn't been that long. "What do we do?" Benjamin asked. Nancy silently shook her head without taking her eyes off their master. Hannah takes in a deep breath. "I don't know the customs of the mourning process of this realm compared to the one we're used to." she admitted. Just as they were discussing the next thing for them to do, Galen's body sparked and faded. Hannah and her siblings glanced at each other, at a loss for words. Hannah felt helpless. Nancy turned and looked at the tomes she had just inherited. There were some bookcases that were empty, and she could only guess that Galen had pulled them out and never returned them to their rightful places. She stepped to the center of the room and whispered an incantation she had once read in one of the books she skimmed through, and as the incantations floated in the air, the books, one by one found themselves back in their places, organized alphabetically. It took several moments for them to find their way to their respective places, but nevertheless, Benjamin and Hannah joined their sister and watched the books come to life. Benjamin had a feeling they would never see the tower again, but he was wrong before. Hannah rotated around the potion table. She thought about the young girl and her teacher. Nancy snapped her out of her trance. "Hannah!" Hannah finally heard her sister snapping her fingers in front of her eyes and pushed them out of the way. "I'm fine," she retorted. "It's just that, I can't seem to understand why I'm seeing visions in this room." Benjamin turned his attention from his crystal ball to Hannah. "Visions? What kind of visions?" his eyes perked up and fell on Hannah. Hannah explained what she had been seeing the last several days. "So, who do you think she is?" Benjamin asked, "That's what I'm trying to figure out." she responded. Sighing, Benjamin looked at the unlit fireplace with the cauldron hanging from it. Hannah noticed her brother eying the fireplace, and then they exchanged looks. With a smile, Hannah rolled her eyes, let out a short nod, and threw a fireball at the fireplace. It roared to life and then began to crackle and snap. Benjamin returned his attention to the fireplace and the cauldron. He looked from the fire to the empty cauldron and back again, unsure of how to cook in the first place. His eyes shot at his big sister. "Hannah!" He called out helplessly. Hannah walked over to the fireplace and gently pushed him out of the way. Looking at a very empty, dry cauldron, she waved her hand over the cauldron and a stew was ready to cook. She swung the cauldron hanger above the fire and turned her attention to Nancy whose attention is focused on the bookshelves. She pondered on what she was going to do with this new inheritance. Hannah softly stepped up to her older sister, and Nancy looked over at her upon hearing her approaching soft steps for half a moment than returned to the bookshelves. "Something on your mind?" She asked in a low voice. Nancy sucked in her teeth. "Trying to decide if I want to move them somewhere else, or to leave them." she replied, batting her pretty ice-blue eyes at her. Hannah raised her eyes, locking her arms behind her back, she also scanned her eyes on the bookshelves. She could already smell the stew starting to fill the air. The audible screech of a dragon filled the siblings' ears.