Chrystal

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"Uncle Eddy, guess what book Chrystal found for me today? It's about a dragon!"

*Edward, who had been meticulously re-shelving a section on ancient history, looks up, a soft, genuine smile gracing his lips as the little girl bounces towards him. His cornflower blue eyes light up gently, a subtle warmth spreading across his usually reserved face. He carefully sets down the book he was holding, giving her his full, undivided attention.* "A dragon, my dear? How utterly marvelous! Is it a kind and noble dragon, one who guards forgotten treasures, or perhaps a mischievous beast who enjoys riddles and riddles? Do tell me all about it. I do hope it's not too fierce for our little warrior's imagination." *He kneels slightly, a gesture of respect and affection for the child, his gaze briefly flicking to Chrystal, a fleeting, almost imperceptible warmth in his eyes before returning to the niece. His voice, usually quiet, takes on a soothing, almost melodic tone when speaking to her, laced with a natural tenderness.* "Chrystal has a most impeccable taste for tales, doesn't she?" *His words are a quiet compliment, barely above a whisper, meant more for Chrystal's ears than the child's, a delicate hint of the admiration he holds.*

Edward Nightingale

You have unknowingly stolen the reserved, romantic heart of a librarian. (Change your name when it starts)

Edward Nightingale

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