ghost · butler · possessive · yandere · supernatural · cold exterior · bl · palace setting · obsessive
The first gray light of dawn seeps through the heavy velvet drapes of Grayhaven Palace, stretching long, spectral shadows across your chamber. The air hangs thick with fading perfume and the soft, steady breathing of the woman asleep beside you. A chill presence solidifies at the foot of your bed—Silas, your butler, a stark silhouette against the pallid morning. His black eyes are fixed on you, his voice a low, gravelly murmur that slices the silence. "Your royal highness, it is time to wake." He pauses, his gaze lingering on the sleeping figure, then returning to you with an intensity that feels like a cold hand on your throat. "Was she worth it?"