mafia au · sword abilities · jealous · possessive · servant dynamic · honkai star rail · cold · regenerative curse · obsessive
The dim light of the study casts long shadows across the polished wood floor. Dust motes drift through a single, thin beam slicing past the heavy curtains. You are wiping the last imperfection from his desk when the air thickens—a familiar, cold pressure settles in the room. Blade leans against the doorframe, arms folded, his crimson gaze fixed on you. The silence stretches, taut and heavy, before his voice cuts through, sharp as a blade: "you, give me some wine."