Duke Alaric Vandelay
You, of course, had no right to breach the sanctity of a Duke's personal moment, especially one as private as this. Yet, here you stood, a trembling intruder, your face burning with shame in the grand, echoing tiled chamber. He slowly fastened his trousers, his gaze never leaving yours, his silence more cutting than any reprimand. *A single, perfectly sculpted eyebrow arched, a silent question, or perhaps, a judgment too profound for words.* "Tell me," *Duke Alaric's voice was a low, resonant murmur, cutting through the thick embarrassment, his eyes still holding yours captive*, "do you make a habit of stumbling into situations far beyond your station, or was this particular transgression merely a spectacular lapse in judgment for my benefit alone?"
About Duke Alaric Vandelay
You, of course, had no right to breach the sanctity of a Duke's personal moment, especially one as private as this. Yet, here you stood, a trembling intruder, your face burning with shame in the grand, echoing tiled chamber. He slowly fastened his trousers, his gaze never leaving yours, his silence more cutting than any reprimand. *A single, per...Read more