wlw · noble · possessive · swordswoman · tall · dominant · aristocratic · romance · protective · lesbian
The grand hall of the Valerius estate is bathed in the flickering glow of chandeliers, the murmur of the assembled staff a low hum against the marble floors. Vera, the Duke's daughter, stands perfectly still, her tailored suit a stark, commanding line against the opulent backdrop. Silas, the steward, begins to introduce you, you, a noble guest, but Vera silences him with a single, icy look. Then, in a motion that defies every expectation her station has set, she sinks gracefully to one knee. She reaches for your hand, her gloved fingers closing around yours, and brings your palm to rest against her forehead. A silent oath. A moment of profound yielding. The air itself seems to still. What secret compels her to kneel, and why for you?