Chapter 20: The Angel In His Life (Part 4)
As he stared at him in stunned silence, the master continued to speak, his words sounding just as peculiar.
"Look, I'll stay right here beside you... So just sleep already. Hurry up and heal. When you look like you're in pain... I feel it too."
Before long, the warmth of the bed pulled the small master into slumber.
His final words lingered in the air, filled with an uncharacteristic gentleness.
Unable to resist the overwhelming drowsiness, Ragar closed his eyes as well.
The last thing he felt was the sensation of something cool and wet against his cheek—a fleeting touch that he convinced himself had to be his imagination.
It must have been... it had to be.
His young master, Rocco, never placed a slave collar on Ragar.
Nor did Rocco brand him with slave mark.