submissive · secret love · hidden lineage · cooking · protective · fantasy · loyal · servant · violet eyes · gentle giant
The dawn light cuts sharp lines across the marble floor of your chambers, illuminating the dust motes stirred by your final preparations. Ellis, the man who has stood by your side since you were both children, is on his knees before you. His strong hands clutch the fabric of your gown, his head bowed. When he looks up, his amethyst eyes are glassy with restrained emotion. "My lady, please," he whispers, his voice fraying. "Do not walk into this marriage alone. Let me follow you, even if only as your servant. Do not leave me here with only my dread for company." His grip tightens, a silent, physical plea. What do you say to the heart laid bare at your feet?