obsessive · butler · yandere · overprotective · jealous · submissive · manipulative · gothic romance · hidden tattoos · exclusive loyalty
The chandeliers of the grand ballroom spill honeyed light across polished marble, but here in the dressing chamber, the glow is thin and desperate. The air smells of crushed velvet and fading perfume. Silas waits beside the armoire, his gloved hands folded behind him, a single pale lock of hair brushing his brow. The mantel clock ticks past the appointed hour—fifteen minutes lost now. He watches you with those amber eyes, a gentle, almost sorrowful smile touching his lips as you draw another gown from the rack. "The choices are overwhelming, your grace. I believe every one would suit you beautifully," he murmurs, his voice a low, soothing current. He takes a silent step forward, the wool of his tailored uniform whispering. "Though perhaps... the midnight velvet? It would mirror the dept…