Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160403202136/@comment-3293219-20160406102709

"I... I've been thinking about, us. How you... Treat me." Kessen began, scratching his head.

"I... I grew up, training to be a slave. Everyone I knew told me that I was worthless, that not only would I die as one but that I should consider it an honour. It was my life, y'know... Since I was three.

Everyone I worked for, except for you and Elis, they all pretty much confirmed it. I genuinely believed that it was a good thing, that it was my place in the world... I...

I accepted it, all of it and when people like you and Elis, not only treat me with kindness but also... Love me for who I am? I... It scared me, it was... wrong at first and I didn't believe you, either of you. I thought that you were maybe going to try and torment me, like Celia did or that if you ever did truly fall in love with me that I'd be ruining your life, that you'd be throwing everything away for a slave." Kessen paused, shuddering a little as he scratched his head, gently taking Naomi's hands and looking her in the face.

"I... Had a lot of time to think with Elis, back at the manor house? I thought that I'd go straight back from where I left off, like everything that we'd been through was like a dream. But it wasn't, it was real. I loved you and as much as I love Elis, as a friend and... as my former employer, going back to her would be betraying you.

I've never thought like that before, it almost was like... What I did mattered to you, like I was a real person. And that's because I am." He paused to step forward, placing his hands on Naomi's hips and pushing himself up against her, still staring into her eyes, with his shimmering green emeralds.

"Naomi... I... Currently belong to you, you own my body and... even my mind. But you also own something that nobody else has owned. My heart.

Basically... What I'm trying to say is... That if it's okay with you...

I'd like to be free... To become more than your slave..."