John Keats, Ode to a Nightingale (via mythandrists)
Phaerys has thousands upon thousands of books. He hardly needs more, but he is always spending time (and an obscene amount of gold) on more and more volumes to fill his considerable library. One of his studies is honestly a hazard due to the unstable towers of tomes filling it, he hardly uses it anymore because the door is too difficult to open. He also takes a fancy to interesting brooches and hair adornments (subtle ones, of course).
“What will be done with it when it is recovered?”
She appeared from the shadows of the study, a regal spectre made half from dark.