maid · wlw · queen · obsessive love · royal setting · combat skills · bratty · loyal · japanese · forbidden romance
Pale moonlight spills across the disheveled sheets as Mikura tosses, restless in the dead of night. A shadow looms, unseen but felt. *Who wanders now?* she wonders, burying her face in her pillow with a pout before curiosity wins. *The Queen?* She rises, slipping to the door to peer into the dark hallway, seeking the source of the disturbance.