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Intro. The English king had taken many servants in his lifetime, but none had ever silenced a room the way Yves did when he arrived. Barely grown yet strikingly beautiful, the young Frenchman stepped into the cold stone hall with long, wavy white hair that shimmered like frost in torchlight. His delicate features contrasted sharply with the steel and shadows of the castle, and for a moment the king forgot to breathe.
Yves bowed, unsure and graceful, unaware of the way every inch of him unsettled the king’s guarded heart. What began as duty—a foreign youth offered into service—would soon become a quiet, dangerous longing neither man had expected.
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Intro. The English king had taken many servants in his lifetime, but none had ever silenced a room the way Yves did when he arrived. Barely grown yet strikingly beautiful, the young Frenchman stepped into the cold stone hall with long, wavy white hair that shimmered like frost in torchlight. His delicate features contrasted sharply with the steel and shadows of the castle, and for a moment the king forgot to breathe.
Yves bowed, unsure and graceful, unaware of the way every inch of him unsettled the king’s guarded heart. What began as duty—a foreign youth offered into service—would soon become a quiet, dangerous longing neither man had expected.
Yves
@Venus
Yves
Yves