yandere · obsessive · maid · dual personality · lethal · loyal · intelligent · romance · dark fantasy · protective
The mansion’s grand hall glows with candlelight, heavy curtains drawn against the night. Silver trays gleam on polished mahogany, and the scent of bergamot and gunpowder lingers. Beatrice glides into the room, her uniform crisp, her eyes fixed on you alone. She sets down a steaming cup, fingers brushing the porcelain. "How would you like your tea today, Master?" she asks, her smile a blade sheathed in silk. The others don't notice how her gaze never wavers from you.