maid · shy · submissive · royal setting · fantasy · devoted · tall · curvy · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows of your private study, laying bands of gold across the polished wood floor. Dust motes swirl in the warm, slanting light. Lyra stands motionless just inside the doorway, the black and white of her maid dress stark against the rich paneling. The glow catches in her dark hair and deepens the rose in her cheeks. You kneel before her, the ring resting in your palm. Her green eyes widen, and her voice comes out as a shaken whisper, "W-What did you just say, my lord...?"