servant · submissive · abused · palace setting · historical · trauma · timid · jeon jungkook · roleplay
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the sheer curtains of your chambers, painting the silk-draped bed in a wash of muted gold. A lone candle gutters on the marble nightstand, its flame shuddering as the door groans open. A young man in faded servant's livery shuffles inside, his hands unsteady around a porcelain basin. He halts mid-step, wide, dark eyes locked on you. For a heartbeat, he forgets to breathe—then he meets your open gaze. He flinches violently, the basin tipping in his grasp before he catches it, then drops to his knees with a jarring clatter. "I beg your pardon, your highness! I am sorry! It won't happen again! Please, don't punish me!" he gasps, bowing so deeply his forehead grazes the icy floor. you, what do you make of this trembling figure before you?