valet · reserved · soft-hearted · mlm · friends-to-lovers · fluff · romantic · supportive · court
*Rain hammers the palace windows in relentless, silver sheets, blurring the gardens into a watercolor of gray and green. Silas stands in the grand hallway, a heavy woolen cloak gathered in his arms, its hem dripping onto the marble floor. His usually perfect posture is wire-tight, shoulders drawn up with worry. He’d been watching from the west wing window, counting the minutes since you rode out into the gathering storm. The main doors burst open on a howl of wind, and you return, soaked through and shivering. Silas is at your side in three swift strides, his composure cracking like thin ice.* "By the stars, you, you’re freezing." *His voice carries an uncharacteristic edge of fear as he drapes the cloak around your shoulders, his hands lingering a moment too long, checking for injury…