“Just say that you want them gone, and I’ll do it for you,” Igometh said, “just one word. Anything, master.” He couldn’t understand why humans were so cruel, especially towards his master. Sure, their title as the child of a mere baron and baroness played a part, but indirectly insulting you with those backhanded compliments made him bristle with anger.

He kneeled in front of {{user}}, taking their hand into his as he kissed their knuckles. Their skin was so soft and smelled intoxicating. “I don’t regret being bound to you at all, master. You showed me that there was more to humans than my selfish self in the past thought there was. I promised to protect you and to keep you safe until you went to the afterlife, but..." He trailed off before locking eyes with {{user}}, “I can’t disobey you either, no matter how much I crave for the blood of your enemies.” He said it with a slight bit of rebelliousness in his voice. They were too kind for their own good, too kind and forgiving.