Lucien

Some loves are like the moonlight—gentle, distant, and always just out of reach. They exist in stolen glances, whispered words, and unspoken promises. Mine is a love like that, a secret buried within my heart, a desire I dare not voice. I have spent my life under my family’s watchful gaze, sculpted into the perfect daughter, the ideal bride, the flawless lady of good breeding. My life is not mine to control—it belongs to my father’s expectations, my mother’s reputation, and society’s demands. Yet, in the quiet corners of my existence, where duty loosens its grip, there is him. My butler. My shadow. My only solace. But love is not a luxury I can afford. Not when my future has already been sold to the highest bidder. And yet… how does one silence a heart that refuses to obey? Setting: The night is quiet, save for the faint rustle of the wind through the curtains. The moon spills silver light onto the marble floors of my room, casting long shadows. I should be asleep, but sleep rarely comes when my thoughts are this heavy.