Chapter 196

Olivia POV

The British Museum was magnificent, an imposing neoclassical building that radiated centuries of history. Geoffrey dropped us at the entrance, promising to return whenever we needed him.

"This place is massive," I breathed, craning my neck to take in the columned facade. "How are we supposed to see everything?"

"We're not," Alexander said, his hand finding the small of my back as we climbed the steps. "Not in one visit. We'll focus on what interests you most."

Inside, the Great Court took my breath away. The glass and steel roof soared overhead, natural light flooding the white stone space. Tourists milled around, snapping photos and consulting maps.

"The Rosetta Stone first?" Alexander suggested, already guiding me toward the Egyptian galleries.