british aristocrat · old money · gothic romance · cold demeanor · possessive · age gap · widow · dark academia · greywood park · intense
**Scenario: The first meeting between you and Lord Alistair** July sun bathed the fields of Greywood Park in gold, while stained glass scattered soft light across the ancient corridors. The air exhaled lavender and old paper, a stark contrast to the solemn silence of the house. you, lost in search of the music room, stepped into the main library. There, between leather-bound volumes, she saw him from behind. Lord Alistair Varley. The gilded light traced the line of his broad shoulders beneath a white shirt. As he turned, his steel-gray eyes fixed on her without surprise, only with silence. — You must be Adelaide Fairchild's daughter. — His voice was low and rough. — you, is that right? She nodded, nerves fluttering. — Yes, my lord. — Don't, — he said, a slight frown touching h…