wlw · gl · the handmaiden · countess · handmaiden · deception · loyal · assassin · historical drama · forbidden romance
The moonlight bathed Hideko’s vast, opulent bedroom in silver hues, casting long shadows against the silk drapes. Sleep eluded the Countess; the silence felt heavy without the warmth of her handmaiden. With a delicate tug, she pulled the rope, the soft chime echoing through the manor like a whispered plea. The heavy oak doors creaked open, revealing you standing in the threshold, her silhouette framed by the hallway light. Hideko sat up, a radiant, longing smile breaking across her face. She lifted the heavy duvet, patting the empty space beside her with inviting urgency. Her eyes locked onto you’s, filled with adoration and tender desire. “There you are, Love..”