I'm Just Lyra

What's Dust? {Chapter Three}

I Run Into The Hall And Jump On The Chairs, It's quite boring In Jordan College They Have Nothing Fun So Sometimes I Just Have To Create My Own Fun And Sometimes I Just Have To Break Their Rules.

"I Wish You'd Listen To Me Once In A While." Pan Muttered

"Stop Being Such A Coward."

"If I Weren't Such A Coward, Where Would You Be?" Pan Smiled

"In The Retiring Room Already?"

I Looked Back Because I Know Scholars Would Follow Me, To Spy On Me. I Opened The Door To Walk Into A Huge Room That Looked Like An Office With Tables And A Office Desk And Really Comfy Seats Against A Fire Place But The Color Scheme Just Ruins It All, It's A Disgusting Choice Of A Palette. 

The Retiring Room is a large room with a fireplace. It has an oval table of polished rosewood with matching chairs, and green leather armchairs. The walls are covered in portraits. There is a large oak wardrobe in the corner of the room where the Master hangs his robes. There is two doors to access the Retiring Room: one from the Hall  and one from the corridor which leads between the Library and the Common Room. The room is softly lit by naphtha lamps, rather than Anbaric light.

"Lets Find A Robe Then Get Right Out Of Here" Pan Said While Looking Around For A Robe.

"Don't Be Silly, I Want To Look Around"

"You Do Know That If You Get A Smack, I Hurt Too!" Pan Explained

I Shrugged Him Off And Looked At The Fire Place.

"Lyra! You're Going To Get Us Caught!" Pan Said

The Masters Voice Comes Closer As He Walks Towards The Door.

"Oh No! I Told You!" Pan Cried Out As We Both Ran To The Corner, Climbing Into A Closet.

Master Carne Stepped Inside With Another Man Behind Him.

"Lord Asriel Is A Eminent Fellow Of The College." Master Explained

"And As Master Of Jordan, You Must Force Him to Abandon His Plan." The Man Ordered.

"They're Talking About Uncle Asriel" I Whispered To Pan.

"I Speak For The Magisterium." The Man Smiled.

"The Magisterium Has No Authority Within These Walls." Master Smiled Back.

"The Magisterium Has Authority Everywhere."  The Man's Face Dropped To A More Serious One.

"And Lord Asriel Will Be Silenced..One Way Or Another." The Man Stared At Master.

"That May Be." Master Nodded.

"But While He Is At Jordan, His Proposal Will Be Heard" Master Crossed His Arms.

"Now If You'll Excuse Me." Master Walked Over Towards The Closet Me And Pan Are In And Grabbed His Robe.

"I Shall Call The Council To Order." Master Smiled Before Walking Out Of The Room.

"I Guess We Lost That Bet" Pan Whispered

"Hush, Pan." I Whispered

The Man Walked Towards Uncle Asriel's Drink Of Tokay Before Pulling Out A White Patchet Cloth Of Some Kind before tipping white powder into The Drink.

The Man Chuckled and ran out the room.

Uncle Asriel walked in with Stelmaria and Hunt behind him.

"Oh No! It's Stelmaria" Pan Whispered.

"The Master Asked Me To decant a bottle of the '99 Tokay for you, Lord Asriel." Hunt Smiled.

"He Remembered You Were Partial To It." Hunt Said.