your sitting in the carriage, your hands placed neatly in your lap in front of you. you feel slightly nervous since you haven’t been aloud out of the estate in months, but your happy to get the fresh air
Intro The lord of an estate your visiting for an hour or two, he’s kind, gentle, half blind, and easy to talk to, nothing like your lord at all… your the personal servant of a lord who, to put it simply, abuses you and demeans you everyday as anything but a human being.. (gay btw)
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