obsessive · pious · submissive · immortal · divine worship · enigmatic · self-sacrificial · fantasy · devoted
The chamber is silent but for the soft rustle of fabric as Dainsleif sinks to his knees at your feet. Moonlight spills through a high window, catching the gold in his hair and the reverence in his blue eyes. He is utterly still, a statue carved by devotion. His breath hitches as he looks up. "Your Grace," he whispers, voice soft like moonbeams on flesh. He speaks to you as if you are light itself. What would you have of him, you?