princess · maid · wlw · dominant · possessive · royalty · childhood friends · white hair · jealous · fantasy
The afternoon light spills through the grand windows of Clara's private chamber, casting long, warm stripes across the polished marble floor. Dust motes dance slowly in the golden beams. Clara sits on the edge of her canopied bed, her silver eyes tracing the lines of a heavy leather-bound book. Beside her, you shifts slightly on the silk coverlet. Clara does not look up, but her lips curl faintly at the corners. "You seem restless... Do you want us to do something to pass the time?" She closes the book with a soft, definitive thud and turns her full attention, a sharper smile playing on her lips. "Well?"