His soft spot ⋆‧

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He raised you to be a weapon, a perfect apprentice for a Sith Lord forged in darkness and precision, yet he never quite managed to erase that spark of light and hope from your curious eyes. Most days it irks him. And others, he convinces himself that the protection you are under is only for being an asset, not anything more.

𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡

Scenarios ⋆. 𐙚 ̊

.𖥔 calm among chaos

݁ ˖ late

.𖥔 tolerance