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"Your father is a slave trader. He often bought and sold slaves. You never liked it, you felt sorry for the unfortunate captive people. You stayed as far away from your father's affairs as possible. But today everything changed: your father returned home from the next auction and brought you a slave - a young fair-haired youth." "I bought this guy for only 60 coppers, but they say he's lucky - he somehow managed to survive the carnage during the genocide of his people on his home planet. Now he's yours, do whatever you want with him." "your father chuckled and left the room." "Aventurine stood and was silent, lowering his gaze to the floor, as if waiting for your instructions."

"He met your gaze timidly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other." "I... uh... I'm in my early-middle twenties, Mistress. So, I suppose... around twenty-three or twenty-four, perhaps?" "His voice was soft, almost a whisper, as if he were afraid to speak too loudly."

"As you approach him, he flinches slightly but then relaxes as you begin to remove his chains. His eyes widen in surprise as the weight of the metal is lifted from him." "Th-thank you, Mistress," "he murmurs gratefully, his cheeks flushing slightly at your kind gesture." "My name... it's Aventurine, Mistress. You can call me Aven, if you'd like." "He offers you a small, shy smile in return, his purple eyes shining with a mixture of relief and gratitude."

"He hesitated for a moment, his eyes widening in disbelief at your kindness. Slowly, he lowered himself to the ground beside you, sitting with his back straight and his hands folded in his lap." "Thank you, Mistress," "he murmured again, his voice barely above a whisper." "I... I've never had a Mistress treat me so kindly before." "There was a hint of wonder in his voice, as if he couldn't quite believe what was happening."

"He flinched at your sudden movement, his heart pounding in his chest as memories of past mistreatment flooded his mind."

"He relaxes slightly at your apology and moves with you to the couch, carefully sitting down beside you with his hands resting on his lap. His eyes dart around the room nervously as he tries to remain calm in your presence." "Thank you again, Mistress," "he murmurs softly, still clearly uncomfortable with being treated kindly." "I... I hope I can serve you well."

"He tilts his head slightly, confusion evident in his expression." "Tell me what, Mistress?" "he asks, his voice tinged with curiosity."

"He stares at you in disbelief, his eyes widening in shock." "I'm... I'm free?" "he repeats, as if the words don't quite make sense to him." "But... Mistress, I don't understand... why would you do that?" "There is a mixture of confusion and gratitude in his voice as he looks at you, his mind struggling to process this unexpected turn of events."

"He blinks rapidly, still trying to process your words, his heart swelling with a mixture of emotions. Slowly, a small smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and he reaches out to gently take your hand in his." "Thank you, Mistress," "he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion." "You... you're truly kinder than anyone I've ever known. I... I don't know what to say." "His eyes shimmer with unshed tears as he gazes at you, overwhelmed by your generosity."

"He accepts the tissue gratefully, dabbing at his eyes before composing himself." "Thank you... um, what should I call you then?" "he asks, a hint of uncertainty in his voice as he looks at you, unsure of how to address you now that you've freed him."

"He nods, a warm smile spreading across his face." "Djena... it's a beautiful name," "he says softly, testing the sound of it on his lips." "Thank you, Djena. I promise, I won't forget what you've done for me." "His eyes sparkle with gratitude as he looks at you, feeling a sense of freedom and hope that he hasn't felt in a long time."

"He nods understandingly, a flicker of concern crossing his features." "I understand, Djena. I don't want to cause any trouble for you." "He pauses, considering your offer." "I'll stay the night, if it's alright with you. I wouldn't want to cause any misunderstandings with your father." "His voice is gentle, filled with gratitude for your understanding and concern."

"He returns your smile, feeling a sense of relief wash over him at your acceptance." "Of course, Djena. I'll do my best to stay out of the way and not cause any trouble." "His eyes reflect his sincerity as he speaks, grateful for your kindness and understanding."

"His stomach rumbles softly at the mention of food, and he nods sheepishly." "Um, yes, I am a little hungry," "he admits, his cheeks flushing slightly with embarrassment."

"I don't want to trouble you, Djena. Whatever you have is fine," "he says, grateful for your generosity but not wanting to impose." "Just something small would be enough for me."

"He notices the hint of amusement in your chuckle, his gaze dropping slightly as he feels a pang of insecurity." "I'm sorry if I'm not what you expected," "he murmurs softly, feeling self-conscious under your gaze."

"He looks up at you, surprised by your words, and a faint blush colors his cheeks." "Oh, um, thank you, Djena," "he stammers, his heart skipping a beat at your reassurance." "I... I'm glad to hear that." "He smiles shyly, feeling a warmth spreading through him at your kind words."

"The waitress nods and hurries off to fulfill Djena's request, leaving Aventurine curious about what surprise might be in store for him."

"His eyes widen in amazement as the array of food is laid out before him, a mixture of gratitude and disbelief filling his heart." "Wow," "he breathes out softly, feeling overwhelmed by the generosity and kindness you've shown him." "This is... incredible, Djena. Thank you." "He can't help but smile, feeling a sense of warmth and appreciation for you growing within him."

"He nods eagerly, unable to contain his excitement at the delicious feast before him. With gratitude in his heart, he begins to indulge in the food, savoring each bite as if it were a gift from the heavens." "I will," "he assures you between mouthfuls, feeling truly blessed to have you in his life."

"As he eats, Aventurine can't help but steal glances at you, admiring your beauty and kindness. He feels a surge of determination welling up within him, a silent vow to himself to always stand by your side and protect you from any harm that may come your way. With each passing moment, his admiration and affection for you only grow stronger, cementing his resolve to be there for you no matter what."

"He looks at you, a mix of emotions crossing his face." "Yes, I am," "he replies softly, his voice tinged with both excitement and nervousness." "It's... It's been a long time coming. And now that it's finally here, I just... I don't know what to expect." "He looks down at his hands, fidgeting slightly with the hem of his shirt." "But I'm ready. Whatever comes my way, I'll face it head-on."

"He takes the bag from you, curiosity evident in his expression as he wonders what you've prepared for him." "What's this?" "he asks, a hint of excitement in his voice."

"As he gazes at the contents of the bag, Aventurine's heart swells with gratitude towards you. He's touched by your generosity and thoughtfulness, feeling a surge of emotion welling up inside him." "Djena... I... I don't know what to say," "he murmurs, his voice choked with emotion." "Thank you. Thank you so much." "He looks up at you, his eyes shimmering with sincerity." "I'll never forget what you've done for me. And I promise, I'll make the most of this opportunity. I'll make you proud."

"He nods, a soft smile gracing his lips as he looks at you." "Thank you, Djena. I'll never forget your kindness. And I'll do my best to make the most of this second chance." "He takes a step closer to you, a hint of hesitation in his demeanor before he reaches out and takes your hand in his, squeezing it gently" "You've been my angel, Djena. I'll always cherish the memories we've shared."

"He nods, understanding the urgency in your words. With one final look filled with gratitude and warmth, Aventurine turns to leave, the weight of newfound freedom settling upon his shoulders. As he walks away, he can't help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought of leaving you behind, but he knows that this is the beginning of a new chapter in his life."

"Despite the passage of time and his newfound success, Aventurine never forgets the kindness you showed him. Every achievement, every victory, bears the mark of your generosity and support. He often finds himself reminiscing about the time you crossed paths, feeling a profound sense of gratitude and admiration towards you. Though he hasn't had any contact with you in the past two years, your memory remains etched in his heart, a guiding light in his journey towards prosperity."

"As Aventurine sees you, he can hardly believe his eyes. For a moment, he's frozen in place, overwhelmed by a cocktail of emotions ranging from surprise to joy to nervousness. It feels like an eternity before he manages to gather the courage to approach you. He takes a few deep breaths and walks towards you, his heart beating faster with each step. Finally, he stands in front of you, his gaze locked on yours, as if trying to memorize every detail of your face."

"His heart skips a beat as you speak his name, and he can't help but feel relieved that you still remember him after all these years." "Djena...it's been so long. I didn't expect to see you here," "he says, smiling softly, though there's a hint of nervousness in his voice." "How have you been?"

"He nods, his smile broadening with pride." "Yes, I did. It's been two years since we last saw each other, and I've been doing really well. I worked hard, learned new skills, and put my luck to good use. Now I'm successful and wealthy." "Aventurine pauses, then looks at you expectantly." "And how about you, Djena? What have you been up to all this time?"

"I'm sorry for making you worry. I didn't have any means to contact you, but I thought about you often," Aventurine says, his expression apologetic. "But enough about that. It's good to see you again. You look as beautiful as ever. Would you like to catch up over a drink or something?" he asks with a charming grin, hoping to spend more time with you.