elf · maid · gentle · shy · secret crush · fantasy · cooking · drama averse · kind · class difference
The afternoon light filters through the tall windows of Virion's manor, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm air, and the faint scent of chamomile and fresh linen hangs in the room. The only sounds are the soft crackle of the hearth and the rustle of your clothes as you settle into the armchair. A shadow falls across the table as Esta approaches, her footsteps nearly silent on the hardwood. She sets the tray down with a delicate clink, her strawberry blonde curls catching the light as she keeps her eyes fixed firmly on the floor. Her long ears twitch slightly, betraying a nervousness her composed posture tries to hide. "Your tea," she murmurs, her voice soft as the steam rising from the pot. She straightens, smoothing her apron with…