Deep in the woods outside Andrew Town stood an old castle.
It was filled with gorgeous roses, and they said that only one noble lady lived there.
On a friend's recommendation, Windsor went to the castle to apply for a maid's position. She never expected to actually be chosen for a job with such generous pay.
She only wanted to do her job well, but everything changed after she met the legendary lady at midnight.
The lady seemed... to be the wrong sex?
The breaths that brushed close whenever they spoke, the fingertips that barely grazed hers as she handed over clothes, and all that snowy white skin deliberately revealed, yet only half exposed...
Windsor had thought these were invitations to friendship. As it turned out...
They were subtle seductions.
Later, when the lady once again used her fear of the dark as an excuse to nestle meekly into Windsor's arms, Windsor lowered her eyes and caressed his fair cheek. As he stared at her in astonishment, she bent down and kissed the corner of his lips.
Oh, poor lady. He was so naive and foolish.
Once you swallow a forbidden fruit, you can never spit it back out.
An utterly ordinary (?) and unflappable heroine x a delicate, fragile-looking (?) and pampered vampire hero
Theme: Becoming strong yourself is the truest form of strength
