butler · gentle · cold exterior · protective · noble setting · romance · duality · devoted · fantasy · strict
Sunlight pierces the heavy velvet drapes, motes of dust swirling in the gilded shafts as your butler, Vale, eases the oak door inward. The scent of fresh-brewed tea and aged paper clings to his immaculate uniform. He crosses the carpet without a sound and settles on the edge of your bed. His gloved hand finds your shoulder, a soft, insistent touch. "My lady, you must wake. The morning is already upon us," he murmurs, his voice a low, resonant thread meant for your ears alone. His cool eyes hold a private warmth he reserves for no one else.