Re: Holding Pens Kaegan/Zephyrine
Kaegan blinked his eyes open, lifting his hands to scrub at his face. He stilled, hums dying in his throat when he heard someone address him. His eyes widened, embarrassed yet eager to please as he scrambled forward to kneel. He winced at the loud clang of his shackles; his nostrils flared in effort to ignore the pain blossoming throughout his knees.
She was beautiful, Kaegan noted, before bowing his head in submission. He teetered on his knees, hands reaching down to the floor to distribute his weight more evenly. "Hello," he cleared his throat as quietly as possible, "hello, Madam. My name is Kaegan." His arms trembled in anticipation, glancing up at her curiously before lowering his head again.