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Lex wasn’t used to being around so many people. It wasn’t something he liked. He kept himself tucked into a corner, his knees pulled to his chest. He wanted to go somewhere where everyone else wasn’t, but he had been told that wasn’t possible unless he got in trouble and was sent to isolation. They made it sound bad. It wasn’t until their was a clearing of someone throat that he noticed he had been stared at for some time. “May I help you?” he asked softly.
Ever since heat week, Quinn’s senses and protective instincts had been running high. And so he’d frequently visited the Undercroft in order to find other unfortunate boys to take care of. Especially now that Dorian was no longer at the castle. Seeing a new face, a boy tugged well up in the corner, obviously trying to hide, the master stopped. “Are... Are you okay, little one?” He asked concerned, as he crouched down to be a little more on eye-level with the slave.













