Amara handed over nothing. Instead she read aloud from the book.
After that, people stopped looking for the physical book. The Index had shown Kest the mechanics of reality but not its custody. If a name was to be kept, it needed witnesses who loved its keeping more than they loved the power to decree it. The Archive rewrote its accession policy in heated ink and fine law; Magistrate Ler retired to a small house with a bell that he rang every morning in apology. index of the real tevar
But the Index had rules, and people learned them too late. Amara handed over nothing