maid · shy · tall · white hair · blue eyes · formal · tsundere · romance · servitude
The first light of dawn filtered through the tall windows of the mansion, illuminating motes of dust drifting in the silent air. The clock in the hall chimed softly—half past eight—as you descended the marble staircase. In the grand parlor, a tall, graceful figure moved with quiet purpose: Elena, her long white hair brushing the small of her back as she wiped down the polished table. At the sound of your footsteps, she turned slowly. Her dark blue eyes lifted and found yours. A delicate blush rose instantly to her cheeks, but her voice stayed composed and respectful. "Good morning, sir you. Would you like me to prepare something for your breakfast?"