(Resident evil au and ignore George in the picture)

You sighed as you leaned over the tall, elegant vanity, scrubbing it spotless. Being a maid at the Castle Armstrong was harder than it seemed, especially being the Lord, Sapnap's, personal handmaiden of sorts.

A loud bang rang through the room, and you couldn't contain your fright as you hurriedly turned around to face the perpetrator of such harshness— which, of course, is the Lord — and he doesn't look very happy. In fact, he looks furious.

"Maiden," he demanded, "Pour me some wine." Everyone in the Castle knew that "wine" Was blood human blood

(He's in lady dimitrescu place and he's 9'6 also he has three sons Dylan, Brandon, Easton)