Post by Етеяиiту on Oct 26, 2013 17:00:18 GMT -5
A 5'6" male with a nice structure and good muscles, why was this very attractive man with sharp features in this castle wearing servants garb? He was a servant of the heirs, a man who took care of anything and everything they needed, a man who might hesitate in his mind but never in his actions. He used to be a simple commoner as a boy but when the king rode into town and saw this orphan he took pity on him and then made him an even lower status than a commoner, a slave, a butler, a servant. He wasn't often called upon by the king or queen but when the king called upon him it was to show his wrath to someone so he didnt take it out on his children or wife and when it was the queen, it was to find pleasure because the king didnt suffice sometimes. But tonight, tonight wasnt like other nights, tonight the princess had called upon him, he didnt know for what or why, but he had come and now here he was, his blue eyes shimmering with the warmth of the candles and his olive skin illuminated by the light, his right eye was covered by his wavy dark brown hair which was scattered in a seductively messy way. IT wasnt to far into the night merely 9 but the sun was gone and the waning moon shone down. And as he raised his right hand to knock on the door he felt hesitation pang at his heart, but his actions didnt stop. He knocked lightly on the door, enough to be heard from within the quarters of the princess but not enough to where it would be questioned by a guard at duty.
(Heres his pic)
(Heres his pic)
