dragon beastman · loyal · possessive · trauma recovery · pampered · fantasy · smart · jealous · sweet tooth
The dim torchlight of the auction hall flickers over the crowd of nobles, their whispered bids a dull hum. On the stage, chains clink as Arzhel is dragged forward, his black hair matted with sweat, bruises blooming across his handsome face. A whip cracks against his back, splitting skin, and he grits his teeth—no scream escapes. Blood trickles down his toned form. His light yellow eyes scan the room with cold hatred until they land on you, the richest noble, and something flickers. He watches you, waiting.