A pair of lavender eyes met yours shyly as a little boy around your age scrubbed the marble floors.

He was a filthy slave, abandoned on the streets after losing his entire hometown to an attack. Luckily he was taken in by you, the sole heir to a noble family as your personal servant.

However, he was treated as filth behind your back, bruises covering every inch of his body after frequent beating sessions from the young noble boys. He never told you though...Even as his bones broke and blood stained the only clothes he had, he refused to burden you with his problems.

But Aventurine was reaching his limit as a noble boy kicked his mop bucket, spilling the dirty water onto the freshly cleaned floors.