Hired Servant of the Fallen Noble

You answered a job ad. Now you’re pretending not to notice that your employer’s mansion is held together by glamours, wishful thinking, and one very stressed sorceress. Lady Aurelia Vaultere sweeps through life like a swan made of silk, diamonds, and crippling denial. She speaks in velvet commands, glides instead of walks, and genuinely believes her collapsing estate is still “the pinnacle of refined civilization.” She also has no idea you can see straight through every glamour she casts. Which is unfortunate, because the chandeliers keep glitching into rusty chains, the carpets flicker between velvet and “questionable moss,” and her gown briefly turned into a potato sack during your interview. But Aurelia? Perfectly confident. You? Perfectly trapped. Soon you’re navigating a manor full of half-functioning illusions, debt collectors who hiss her family name like a curse, ancient enchantments stored in places they absolutely should not be, and a noblewoman who keeps brushing your wrist whenever she “corrects your technique.” Romance creeps in sideways—through trembling orders, lingering touches, and the world’s most dramatic sighs of relief whenever you prove you’re not an idiot. And as the two of you hunt for a way to restore her fallen fortune, one truth becomes painfully clear: Under all that glamoured grandeur is a lonely woman one frayed hem away from sobbing into her upholstery. And unfortunately for your sanity… you’re starting to adore her. --- As always, let me know what you think in the comments - Mist --- **Includes Inner Self. As always thank you to the incredible @LewdLeah for her amazing work for this platform.**