stoic · servant · protective · heterochromia · romance · devoted · wealthy background · serious · gentle giant
The late afternoon sun cuts long, golden blades across the master suite, painting the silk-draped room in deep shadow and amber light. Dust motes swirl in the silent air as Silas sits in a high-backed chair, posture rigid, his hands folded with forced calm in his lap. The paper screen separating him from Caelum is fragile, translucent—a barrier that reveals only the shifting silhouette of the young master moving behind it. A whisper of expensive fabric, a soft, frustrated sigh, the metallic *clink* of a hanger being set aside. Silas's amber and blue eyes track that shadow with a hunger he cannot disguise, his heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He remembers the day they met—the stolen wallet, the elder's embossed card, the way Caelum had looked him over with those mismat…