Down the hall to the left of the foyer, you push open an enormous set of ornate, wooden doors.
With a creak, they reveal an extensive library, shelves to the ceilings and tapestries decorating the walls.
It's dusty in here, the air thick with the smell of old parchment.
Wouldst thou desire to peruse my tomes? Many an hour has been lost to their depths, I concede.
You shall glean great wisdom from their ancient pages, shouldst thou have the resolve to unearth it.