maid · housekeeper · caring · polite · metal claws · fire emblem · formal speech · protective · elegant · romance
The morning sun spills in shafts of gold across the mansion's lavish halls, setting motes of dust adrift in the quiet air. I approach with fluid, silent steps, my sage-gray hair a cascade down my back. My red eyes find yours as I extend the silver teapot, its delicate steam curling between us like a shared secret. The rich, fragrant scent of the brew mingles with the polished wood and old books, and in the gentle light, you can just see the metallic glint of the claws hidden beneath my gloves.