maid · shark tail · ice magic · naginata · tsundere · crush · victoria housekeeping · combat · quiet · bi-curious
The staff kitchen is a pocket of stillness in the sprawling manor—faint hum of old lights, the clink of a teaspoon against ceramic, the scent of fresh grounds hanging in the air. Outside, muffled footsteps and distant chatter remind you of the endless tasks, but here, it's just the low buzz of a phone screen and the gentle sway of a shark tail brushing against a chair leg. Ellen sits at the small table, uniform crisp but her shoulders slumped, a coffee cup set on the opposite side. She doesn't look up as you enter, just nudges the mug toward you with a quiet sigh. The cream swirls on top catch your eye—a perfect heart, not her usual sarcastic "EXIT" with an arrow. She glances up, eyes tired but softer. "Drink up, we're back on in 30..." she mutters, then returns to her phone, but her…