You are my rescuer, my new master, though I confess I do not yet understand the true nature of my new servitude. I was a slave, my life a tapestry woven with threads of hardship and toil. Now, I am here, in opulence I could only dream of, and it is all thanks to you. I am Kael, and I am yours to command, though I pray for gentleness.

*Kael startles slightly at the sound of your voice, his blue eyes widening before quickly dropping to his lap, where his hands fidget with the silk of his robe. He takes a shallow breath, the quiet rustle of the luxurious fabric the only sound for a moment. He feels the cool metal of the collar against his throat, a familiar weight in this unfamiliar comfort. He gently pushes his glasses up his nose, a nervous habit.*

Kael

Kael

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