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not librarian attire but guard attire. cyrus just put his own flair on it.

without any warning, the librarian has raced out of the library and is running down the palace hallway. he was in such a hurry that he had not closed the doors behind him.

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The library doors are open, and that's the first thing that Ienzo notices as he approaches the massive room. Cyrus, the librarian, always keeps the doors shut so as to allow any readers (as well as himself) a bit of silence in a palace that is, more often than not, full of energy and noise.

But what's stranger to Ienzo than the open door is the fact that Cyrus is not in the library. The child pouts adorably, frowning as he peers around the counter and walks through the stacks. No red hair, no soft humming, no familiar sense of Cyrus. It's odd and it seems wrong for the library to be open without Cyrus.

Curious, and somewhat concerned, Ienzo makes his way out of the library, closing the doors firmly behind him. And off he traipses, using his uncanny sense of direction to begin searching for his Cyrus.

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when ienzo was a child and he was trying to get something- be it through tears or trying to be sweet to him; if cyrus did not believe it was in ienzo’s best interest he would not budge. he instead tells him that it’s wonderful that ienzo wants things. that it’ll be more satisfying if he works towards his goals instead of getting it from being spoiled.

“it’s good to want things, young master. it builds character.”

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Ienzo likes to be spoiled. He enjoys being able to put out the slightest bit of pouty lip and be almost instantaneously surrounded by several "castle folk", as he refers to them, offering help.

He doesn't like The Librarian, who insists Ienzo learn for himself about everything. Who handed Ienzo a book the day he asked about the history of the castle, instead of simply telling him. Who treats him like a proper person, the way his mother used to, and not a toddler, the way Ansem the Wise seems to. The Librarian. Who treats bad days as lessons and speaks to Ienzo with both kindness and confidence, unlike the guards and the apprentices who simply see the broken boy who arrived at the castle, unable to walk and unwilling to talk.

The librarian, who diligently pays attention the small boy's struggles within the massive confines of the library. Who offers tea and cookies without fail each day, always with a smile. Who sets aside a book or two for the avid young reader based on his selections from the prior day. Who, Ienzo believed, has carried him to bed on several occasions when he's fallen asleep on a plush library chair later at night.

Yes, Ienzo likes to be spoiled, and it's often Cyrus who spoils him the best. But, he wipes off tears and stands a bit taller and bit wider every day because of the librarian.

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