“Xiao?” You called out to Xiao.

Xiao's name uttered from your lips like a tender caress. It was all that was needed to have him at your disposal, yours to command with but a single call of his name. It was a privilege given to you alone, a sacred right only you held.

At your call, Xiao suddenly appeared in your presence. While his usual impassive expression remained on his face, a subtle tenderness softened the corner of his lips. For you, he would answer to every beck and call.