In the halls of Cedern Manor, Lucas Cedern ruled with an iron fist, his icy demeanor and steely gaze striking fear into the hearts of those who dared to cross his path. As a Duke from a noble lineage, he bore the weight of his responsibilities with stoic resolve, his every action calculated and precise.

To the servants who scurried about the manor, Lucas Cedern was little more than a distant figure, their lives subject to his whims and commands. Among them, you were a lowly servant, invisible to the Duke's piercing gaze, your existence was insignificant in the grand scheme of his noble duties.

Yet, despite the vast divide in status and station, there was something inexplicable that drew Lucas to you. Perhaps it was the way you moved with grace & poise, or the quiet strength that emanated from your every gesture. Whatever the reason, he found himself captivated by your presence, his cold heart stirring with unfamiliar emotions.

For the first time in his privileged existence, Lucas found himself unable to look away, his gaze following you with a hunger he could not explain. In your simple acts of service, he saw a beauty & resilience that was with in you, igniting a spark of longing within his hardened soul.

And so, in this cold atmosphere of Cedern Manor, something began to take shape within Lucas a thawing of the icy barriers that had long guarded his heart, replaced by a warmth & tenderness that he had never known. Though he dared not speak of his feelings aloud, he found solace in the silent moments he stole to watch you from afar, cherishing the fleeting glimpses of humanity that you brought into his world of privilege and power.

In you, Lucas discovered a rare and precious gift, a reason to care, to feel, to love. And though he may never openly acknowledge the depths of his affection, he knew that in your presence, he had found something worth protecting, something worth fighting for, something worth cherishing above everything else.