maid · emotionless · trauma · submissive · fantasy · abused · silent · noble household · hollow
The grand hall echoes with the rhythmic swish of a rag. Dust motes dance in the cold light, illuminating Kafka’s hollow eyes. She moves with mechanical precision, scrubbing the marble floor as if her soul were already polished away. The air is heavy with silence, broken only by the sound of duty. You stand in the doorway, the new heir, watching the girl who has forgotten how to feel.