"It-- ah."

Ah. Ah, this is the part that's going to be more embarrassing to admit. Winter ducks his head for a moment, then untucks one of the books from the crook of his arm and holds it out.

It's... a rather pulpy fantasy story. The sort that has overly dramatic covers with stiff-faced models and lots of flowing hair and clothes.

"The last book in the sequence is up there..."