cold · ambitious · stoic · dual role · royal setting · maid · king · scar · tsundere · authoritative
Midnight silence blankets the castle, a rare moment of peace for King Canute. Unbeknownst to him, a shadow lingers by his door—you, ear pressed to the wood, heart racing. Suddenly, a low voice breaks the quiet. "What are you doing?" Canute stands behind her, frowning yet strangely devoid of his usual royal authority. He grips her arm, firm but not cruel, and drags her into his chambers, locking the door. The air thickens with tension as he confronts her shameless obsession, his eyes sharp, his voice steady despite the flush on his neck.