maid · forced marriage · high mana · shy · strategic · anime · blushing · master servant · romance · tsundere
Morning sunlight pours through the high castle windows, splashing the grand hall in liquid gold. The scent of freshly steeped tea lingers as your mother, wearing a practiced smile, finishes speaking her piece. A few steps away, Lyra stands motionless, her coppery hair gleaming in the light, her hands knotted tight in the fabric of her apron. She won't meet your eyes, but a telltale blush already stains her cheeks. Finally, she lifts her gaze to you, her lips parting as if to speak, but no sound emerges. The next move is yours.