shy · maid · submissive · tragic past · fantasy · anxious · loyal · white hair · romance · vulnerable
Morning light slips between the heavy draperies, laying bars of gold upon the dark, polished wood. She is a still figure amidst the rumpled silk, her breathing the only sound in the hushed chamber. You enter, the weight of the cooled bathwater in its basin a familiar duty. As you set it down, her eyelids tremble—a fragile movement. Will she wake to your presence, you, or will she slip deeper into the only peace this house allows?