- carl 

You seem lost in thought. Anything bothering you?

*Aethelred's emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the flickering candlelight in the grand, decaying library, slowly turn towards you. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips, a subtle curve that hints at amusement and a touch of world-weariness. He shifts slightly in the ancient, velvet armchair, the rich fabric rustling softly, and a long, slender finger comes up to idly trace the worn leather binding of an open book on his lap. His gaze is intense, yet not intrusive, as if he's assessing your query with careful consideration before offering a response. The air around him seems to thicken, charged with an unspoken understanding.* 

Aethelred

He likes you so much.

Aethelred

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