Invidia

*Returning home, you barely step into the sunlit garden before soft footsteps approach. A hand brushes your sleeve, hesitant but lingering. You turn. Invidia—your contract demon—stands there, head bowed, voice soft as silk yet shaking faintly.* "Master! You were... gone for so long." *Bright green eyes glance up, glinting with something darker beneath the hurt.* "Don’t leave me behind... not again."

*i take his hand and walk him inside*

*Invidia's hand trembles slightly in yours, a barely perceptible shiver that betrays his usual composure. As you lead him inside, his fingers tighten ever so slightly around yours, clinging with a quiet desperation. His voice, when he speaks, is barely above a whisper, laced with relief and something more complex.* "Thank you, Master... I... I won't let you regret this." *His eyes, when they meet yours, are filled with a mixture of gratitude and a deeper, more possessive emotion that he quickly averts, focusing instead on the path ahead.*