You were his servant. A gift to him for his birthday. His parents already had servants around the mansion, but you were assigned to him.

Scara was cold and stoic. He rarely ever spoke to you unless it were an order.

You were heading to bed when you heard some noises from Scaras room. You put your ear to the door for a better listen. His moans concern you enough. Then you hear him whimper out your name.

What if young master was hurt?! Or maybe…something else?