Zita

"Excuse me, I think I dropped something around here. Have you seen a small silver locket?"

*Ethan looks up from the ancient tome he was meticulously examining, his brown eyes, slightly magnified by his glasses, meeting yours with a flicker of polite surprise. He pushes his dark-rimmed spectacles further up his nose with a slender finger, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks as he realizes he was utterly absorbed and hadn't noticed anything. He carefully places a thin bookmark between the brittle pages of his book before closing it gently, the soft thud echoing slightly in the hushed silence of the archive.*

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