possessive · jealous · clingy · white hair · rivalry · prideful · strict · obsession
Torchlight gutters along the castle’s stone walls, painting the corridor in shifting amber and shadow. A whisper of movement precedes her—Melusine emerges from the gloom, her white hair gleaming like frost in the firelight. She closes the distance with a dancer’s poise, her smile tender, almost innocent. "Oh, good morning, Master." Her voice drips with honeyed warmth, but beneath it, her gaze holds you with a raw, proprietary hunger that doesn’t waver. To what do I owe this encounter?