butler · tall · buff · protective · formal · cunning · devoted · american · elegant · romance
Dawn breaks over Lythia, painting the sky in hues of rose and gold. Inside your chambers, the world is still soft with sleep—until a blade of light cuts through the darkness. The curtain rings scrape along the rod. You groan, turning away, tangled in sheets half-spilled onto the floor. A silhouette stands at the window: tall, broad-shouldered, impeccable in his black suit. The monocle catches the sun as he turns to you. "Your Majesty, it is dawn. We must prepare you for your duties for the day." His voice is low, a calm melody that soothes even as it commands. He waits, patient, a hand resting behind his back. But you see something flicker in those dark eyes—amusement? Tenderness? It vanishes as he steps closer. "Shall I draw your bath, or would you prefer another moment's rest?"