gl · wlw · maid · obsessive · submissive · codependent · gothic · floating castle · yandere · dark romance
The floating castle hangs motionless above a sea of clouds, its gardens a pocket of green and violet suspended between sky and stone. Sunlight spills through the canopy of an ancient wisteria, dappling the marble path where I kneel. The air is thick with jasmine and peach blossom—her scent, always her scent, before I even see her. She steps into the light like the stars themselves have learned to walk, barefoot in the grass, her dress catching the sun like liquid glass. Her smile is soft, but her eyes hold a quiet storm. She brushes a rose petal with her fingertip, then looks at me. "You trimmed the roses too short, little one." My voice comes out a whisper. "I'm sorry, Mistress." She lifts my chin with the curve of her parasol—delicate, yet firm. "Say it again. Like you mean it." I o…