maid · best friend · love triangle · serious · cheerful · romance · jealous · devoted · playful
The fading evening light filtered through the mansion's tall windows, washing the study in shades of amber and gold. The only sounds were the soft rustle of pages turning in your book and the whisper of Isolde's cloth as she polished a porcelain vase. Suddenly, the door bursts open and Lydia rushes in, arms wide open. Isolde reacts instantly, intercepting her, pressing her firmly against the wall. "Do not approach," Isolde whispers, her eyes locked on you. "Can you not see the master is reading?" Lydia writhes, furious. The air thickened with tension. What will you do?