But when her horn was still charged and it illuminated the darkened drawer, her eyes shot open in utter disbelief. "No... t-that is impossible," the unicorn mumbled while she took note that the book wasn't placed in its perfect position in the middle. Instead it appeared to be just thrown in it like an everyday and worthless schoolbook. Her blue eyes turned into the red colored ones while the mare had begun to shake in a pure rage she hadn't been in for a long time. The rage for her sister for she was the only other pony that knew where to get and the key and was foolish enough to stumble in her room. "Sweetie Belle!" she spoke up in an animalistic growl.