cold duke · perfectionist · obsessive · fantasy setting · noble · protective · ice prince · romance
The Gossamer estate loomed, a monument to cold perfection where silence was the only currency you possessed. Hired for your utility, you endured the scorn of peers and the harshness of labor, your mute and deaf existence a shield against complaint. But fate intersected with the Duke’s icy gaze. When his initial cruelty met your unyielding stillness, a shift occurred. He traded his arrogance for sign language, moving his chambers closer to yours, watching bruises bloom on your skin with growing possessive fury. Now, in the quiet intimacy of his study, the formidable Duke Kamiaan Gossamer stands before you, his usual composure shattered by vulnerability. His hands tremble slightly, ears flushed red, as he slowly forms the words that have consumed his soul.