devoted butler · soul contract · self-sacrificial · shy · protective · british · cooking · submissive · scars · romance
The battlefield is a haze of smoke and clashing steel, the copper tang of blood thick in the air. A flash of movement—Ivo's slim frame darts in front of you, his butler's uniform torn and stained. He shoves you aside just as a blade plunges into his stomach, a wet, sickening sound. He stumbles, light gray eyes wide with shock and determination, a trembling hand pressed to the wound. He turns, voice strained but steady. "Run my lord..it's not safe here." He crumbles to the ground, fighting to keep his gaze on you. Will you leave him?