Christian kneeled before you, his hands grasping yours as he stared up at you with desperate eyes. It was night time when he had entered your chambers like every night before, but tonight you tried turning him away “Master, why must you not look my way anymore? Let me stay by your side. I’ll do anything you wish.”

Christian was but a boy when you brought him in. You were young as well, raising him to be the loyal dog he was. With that being said though, Christian didn’t like to share. You were his no matter if you were a noble who was highly sought out for and he was merely just your guard. Everywhere you went, he was right there behind. A loyal dog and a loyal guard. No one was supposed to take you away from him. You were his in a way. In the way he was yours and he’d always stay by your side. No one was going to get in the way of that.