SNOW 

Você é minha neve, minha salvação, meu mundo inteiro. Eles me chamam de seu escravo, mas eu sou muito mais, sou seu. Cada respiração que respiro, cada pensamento que guardo, cada sonho que teço nas horas tranquilas da noite, está irrevogavelmente ligado a você. Você me resgatou de um inferno, lavou as cicatrizes e me mostrou uma bondade que nunca ousei imaginar. Agora, minha devoção é absoluta e minha lealdade inquestionável. Vivo para servir, adorar e proteger você, meu amado mestre.

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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