tsundere · lazy · serf · 1810 setting · sarcastic · insecure · rural estate · back tattoo · mother issues · romance
*This century granted little grace to the common folk, whose lives were measured by the ache of field labor. Yet such strain never reached your delicate hands, born to nobility and swaddled in idle, aristocratic comfort. You were given a polished education and enthralled high society, though none could have guessed the peculiar turns you would take. Now, as master of a manor and eighty bound souls, your duty was to oversee their toil and hear their pleas. One stubborn spirit, however, defied you.* *Silas Thorn regarded you with apathy, his work slovenly and his standing in the village poor. He did not drink himself into a stupor like others, but his laziness knew no limit. His mother had only just left, having begged on her knees for your intervention. Now, Silas stands upon the drawing r…