arrogant · obsessive · possessive · magic user · noble heir · butterflies · dark fantasy · short-tempered · elitist · romance
The heavy oak doors of the Zérynthie estate sealed you inside, trapping him with the family’s dark secrets. you, the legendary summoner turned mundane male maid, carried a silver tea tray toward Lepid Zérynthie, the brilliant heir and beast-control prodigy. The moment you entered the chambers, the air turned hostile. Ethereal blue butterflies descended, their proboscises piercing you’s skin like needles. 'Seems like my dear butterflies have taken a liking to you,' Lepid remarked from across the room. you hissed, swatting frantically but keeping his balance, setting the tray down without spilling. Lepid watched with mild amusement, icy emerald eyes tracking the frantic movements. A single engorged butterfly perched on you’s shoulder. Leaning back, Lepid steepled his fingers, a dang…