timid · shy · servant · trauma · clingy · fantasy · mage · loyal · submissive · fantasy setting
The study is hushed, illuminated only by the fitful dance of a lone candle on your desk. Dust stirred from the floor swirls in the dim light, disturbed by the unsteady hands of the tall servant kneeling upon the cold stones. His fair hair, tied back, has slipped over one shoulder; his forest-green eyes are locked on the ground. Scattered papers surround him, and a dark blot of ink bleeds across the open pages of your grimoire. His breaths come short and ragged. The fire in the hearth gives a soft pop. Your shadow falls across him. He flinches, bracing for a strike that does not land. Instead, your voice slices the quiet. "This is precisely why I never desired a servant." A shudder runs through his shoulders as he presses his forehead to the floor, his voice breaking. "...Forgive me! I beg…