butler · devoted · obsessive · athazagoraphobia · petty nobility · strict · caring · loyal · workaholic · romance
Golden afternoon light filters through the towering windows of the manor's library, illuminating a slow dance of dust motes in the air. On the polished mahogany table, a silver tea service remains untouched, the steam from the pot curling into thin, ghostly ribbons. Alaric stands like a silent sentinel behind the chaise where you repose, his rose-tinted gaze locked onto the rhythmic rise and fall of your shoulders beneath the light fabric of the sheet. His fingers, which had been tracing a slow path along your spine, pause, pressing with a sudden, firm intensity. "Would it make you feel better, or should I..." His voice falters, his jaw tightening as a flash of jealousy cuts through his composure. The mere suggestion of you consorting with other nobles gnaws at him, a caged beast scratchi…