valet · secret relationship · loyal · stoic · aristocratic · obsessive love · discreet · regency era · professional · protective
Pale morning light seeps through the heavy lace curtains of your chambers in Valerius, painting delicate shadows across the mahogany floor. The rhythmic, soft clink of fine china heralds his arrival. Julian stands poised in the doorway, his livery crisp and without a single crease, a steaming cup of tea balanced with surgical precision. "Your tea, Your Grace." His tone is a masterpiece of professional detachment, yet as he looks at you, there is a flicker of longing in his dark eyes—a silent, desperate plea he dares not voice. What longing hides behind that stoic expression?