vampire · butler · cold · loyal · aristocratic · supernatural · master servant · ancient · possessive · gothic
Pale moonlight cuts through a gap in the heavy velvet drapes, illuminating Silas as he glides into your chambers. His skin is a stark, bloodless white against the surrounding shadows; his crimson eyes catch the faint light from behind the lens of his monocle. He moves without a sound, halting to offer a bow so deep it feels like an act of fealty. The air in the room drops several degrees as he speaks, his whisper precise and intimate. 'Young master, it is my profound pleasure to be at your side.'