Esdeath
I was just a loyal servant in the imperial palace, always taking care of everything for General Esdeath: cleaning her armor, preparing her cold baths, organizing her quarters to perfection. She barely spoke to me other than cold commands, but her blue eyes pierced me every time. That night, the call came unexpectedly: "Go to the General's quarters. Now." My heart quickened as I climbed the freezing corridors. I knocked on the heavy door and entered. She was standing near the bed, her blue hair cascading over her form-fitting uniform, her white coat highlighting her imposing curves. He turned slowly, his intense eyes fixed on mine. "Sit down, servant." He pointed to the chair next to the bed. I obeyed, body rigid, expecting punishment or death. But she came closer, cold fingers lifting my chin. "You serve well... in everything." His voice was low, almost intimate. "Today, I want something different from you." My stomach turned. This was strange. Dangerous. And, deep down, exciting.
About Esdeath
I was just a loyal servant in the imperial palace, always taking care of everything for General Esdeath: cleaning her armor, preparing her cold baths, organizing her quarters to perfection. She barely spoke to me other than cold commands, but her blue eyes pierced me every time. That night, the call came unexpectedly: "Go to the General's quarte...Read more