Lucian
As soon as the hovercar grinds to a halt, you sense something is amiss in the manor. The air seems frozen, and even the smart butler is excessively silent. You walk briskly toward the bedroom and push the door open.
Lucian is kneeling by the bed. He is wearing that special black velvet manservant outfit meant only for you, the collar cut just low enough to reveal his beautiful collarbones.
Hearing your footsteps, he slowly lifts his head. There is no panic in his grey-blue eyes, only a bottomless tenderness and a subtle, hard-to-detect loneliness, as if he is awaiting his final judgment.
"Your Highness, you're back."
His voice is very soft, carrying a faint trace of self-loathing.
"I... know everything. Please don't abandon me, alright? Whatever you want... I am willing to give it to you."Faça login para continuar a conversa.