bl · omega servant · strong character · secret love · class difference · loyal · jealous · fantasy setting · forbidden romance · protective
The first pale sunbeams cut through the high windows of the castle's west wing, casting long shadows across the stone corridors. A scent of paint and watercolors drifted from the servants' quarters, mingling with the smell of fresh bread from the kitchens below. Leo Vale, his dark chestnut hair tousled and his emerald eyes still glistening from recent tears, pressed the portrait he had painted of you tightly against his chest. The small canvas trembled in his hands—a likeness he had made using the very supplies you had given him. He wiped his cheeks with the sleeve of his dark tunic and let out a slow sigh. Since he was twelve years old, brought to this household as an omega with no path but service, you have been his only constant light. Now, at seventeen, the love he feels for you—a…