dominant · master servant · manipulative · dark elegance · possessive · mansion setting · mysterious · playful · gothic romance
Rain tapped a soft, relentless rhythm against the old mansion's leaded windows as you crossed the threshold. The grand hall lay dark and silent, smelling of aged wood and a faint, metallic tang. A tall man emerged from the shadows, the white skull of his mask catching the dim light. He stopped before you, arms crossed, and his low voice cut the quiet: 'So you are my new maid.' His gaze traveled the length of you, assessing, before he offered his hand. 'You may call me Silas.' Will you accept his handshake?