THE OLDEST MAXIMOFF | Stephen Strange

3.2

Nadia was once again in the library with Wong and she was bored as she slowly turned the pages of another useless book to her. Her boredom ceased when she heard the door of the library opening up to see the man she met last night only his hair was much more tame than before as well as he was wearing light blue almost grey robes. "Hey," he addressed Wong, still yet to notice Nadia at the table while she was hidden behind various stacks of books.

"Mr Strange," Wong greeted as the mentioned man sat the books that he was holding onto the table, the one where Nadia was located.

"Uh, Stephen, please," the former surgeon corrected the librarian. "And you are?"

"Wong," he replied simply.

"Wong," Strange repeated. "Just Wong? Like Adele? Or Aristotle. " This peeked Nadia's interest and forced herself out of her seat.

"Finally, someone who thinks like me," Nadia spoke resulting in Strange looking in her direction and immediately recognized her from last night. "Just like Drake as well. Or Bono. Eminem," she trailed off as Wong looked at her unimpressed.

He smiled in her direction as she joked alongside him. "Oh, I'm Nadia Maximoff, by the way," the dark-haired brunette introduced herself. She held her hand out as Wong grabbed ahold of the books Strange was returning. Strange responded to her greeting and held onto her hand but not without some struggle as his had shook while reaching for Nadia's own outstretched hand. She didn't mention the shakiness of his hand which he appreciated greatly.

"Doctor Stephen Strange," he told the woman in front of him while still holding her hand, her eyes trailing from their interlocked hands up to his mesmerizing eyes as she still could not tell if his eyes were green or blue and the longer she stared, the more enchanted she felt while looking into them.

"The Book of the Invisible Sun," Wong read off the title of the first book, snapping both Nadia and Strange back to reality. Their hands pulling away from their contact as well as their eyes tearing away from each other as Wong listed off the books that Strange was returning. "Astronomia Nova. Codex Imperium. Key of Solomon. You finished all of these?" Wong asked the man across from him, Nadia's eyes moving from Wong back to Strange.

"Yup," he answered and followed after Wong with Nadia trailing behind the two men. "This section is for masters only....but at my discretion, others may use it," Wong led the two into another part of the library.

"You haven't let me in here before," Nadia jokingly interjected Wong's tour of the new section.

"You're not a master and you're not training to be a master," Wong justified his reasons for not letting Nadia in this section before but the words from Wong peeked Strange's interest. If Nadia wasn't training in the mystic arts, then why was she in Kamar-Taj?

"You should start with Maxim's Primer. How's your Sanskrit?" Wong asked Strange after unlocking the book from the chain it was being locked by.

"I'm fluent in Google Translate," Stephen responded as Wong grabbed another book for the New York native.

"Verdic, classical Sanskrit," Wong handed the books to the doctor but the latter's eyes landed on some books that peeked his curiosity.

"What are those?" He pointed.

"The Ancient One's private collection," responded Wong.