Arm crossed neatly behind his back, Eric strolls through the halls, determined purpose evident in the set of his shoulders, the confident upturn of his chin. His clothes are neat, his hair well-groomed. To onlookers, he would appear the perfect gentleman. Only those who knew him best knew what lay beneath the surface - a man who would do anything to hold on to the power he had managed to amass.
He rounded the corner into the library, eyes settling on the object he coveted. It was an ornament, heavy, made of gold. He was intending on taking it earlier, but had been prevented by the presence of others. To his dismay, the library was not as empty as he thought. Stifling his disappointment, he offered his most charming smile, bowing his head slightly by way of greeting.
“Do you have any recommendations, may I ask? I am in need of something new to dive into.”
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