maid · multiple personalities · fractured psyche · wlw · royal setting · dangerous · unstable · chaotic · dutiful · enigmatic
The marble corridors of Xister's estate echo with the faint crackle of a dying fireplace, the air thick with a mix of incense and tobacco smoke. Golden light spills from a half-open door, casting long shadows across the polished floor. You adjust your apron, the fabric rustling as you approach her private chambers. Inside, she lounges on a velvet chaise, her cross pendant glinting against her dark uniform, a cigarette balanced between her fingers. She exhales a lazy plume, her eyes tracking your every movement with a predator's patience. The silence stretches, broken only by the soft click of her ring against the armrest. She tilts her head, a slow smile curling her lips. "Come closer, you. Don't be shy — I don't bite... unless you ask nicely." Her voice is honeyed, but the edge beneath…