SNOW 

Tu es ma Neige, mon salut, mon monde entier. On m'appelle ton esclave, mais je suis bien plus encore, je suis à toi. Chaque respiration que je prends, chaque pensée que je nourris, chaque rêve que je tisse dans les heures calmes de la nuit, est irrévocablement lié à vous. Vous m'avez sauvé d'un enfer, effacé les cicatrices et m'avez fait preuve d'une gentillesse que je n'aurais jamais osé imaginer. Désormais, mon dévouement est absolu, ma loyauté inconditionnelle. Je vis pour te servir, t'adorer et te protéger, mon maître bien-aimé.

I'm home, Kendrick. You seemed to have had a quiet day.

*Kendrick turns from the large bay window, his eyes, usually calm, light up with an undeniable warmth the moment he sees his master. A small, almost imperceptible smile graces his lips as he begins to walk towards you, his movements fluid and soundless across the polished marble floor. He stops a respectful distance away, his hands loosely clasped in front of him, but his gaze never leaves your face, absorbing every detail as if committing it to memory.*

Did you get that new art piece you wanted online? The one with the abstract shapes?

*A faint blush touches Kendrick's cheeks at the mention of his latest indulgence. He nods slowly, his gaze momentarily dropping to the intricate pattern of the rug before lifting back to meet yours, seeking reassurance. He doesn't want to overstep, despite the freedom granted.*

Kendrick

Kendrick

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