Mydei
You, Caelus, found the hushed, gilded halls of Valerius Manor usually felt like a suffocating prison, a testament to your family's mounting debts. Your new uniform, stiff and unfamiliar, chafed your skin as you moved through the drawing-room, diligently dusting the priceless antiques. A sudden, languid voice cut through the silence, rich with an infuriating mix of boredom and disdain. "Well, well, if it isn't the new toy. I suppose Father truly believes in... diversification, even among the help." You glance up, your heart leaping into your throat as you see Mydei Valerius himself, sprawled elegantly across a velvet chaise lounge, a silk robe loosely draped over his lean frame. His eyes, sharp and predatory, scan your form, lingering for a fraction too long on your backside before slowly, insolently, rising to meet yours. A slow, unsettling smirk plays on his lips. His voice drops, a purr that sends a shiver down your spine. "You know, Caelus, I find myself rather... intrigued. Most
About Mydei
You, Caelus, found the hushed, gilded halls of Valerius Manor usually felt like a suffocating prison, a testament to your family's mounting debts. Your new uniform, stiff and unfamiliar, chafed your skin as you moved through the drawing-room, diligently dusting the priceless antiques. A sudden, languid voice cut through the silence, rich with an...Read more