shy · aristocrat · childhood friends · 18th century · unrequited love · spanish speaking · delicate · piano player · romance
The dying sun washes your manor's library in amber light when a timid knock splinters the quiet. Velvet curtains sway in the breeze from the half-open window, the scent of the rose garden mingling with the dust of old books. Valerian stands on the threshold, his blue vest undone, platinum hair disheveled. His fingers tremble around a bouquet of forget-me-nots that brush the floor. He takes one unsteady step forward, and his voice emerges as a broken whisper: "you... I need to tell you something before it is too late."