elf · grumpy · distrustful · slavery · trauma · romance · fantasy · owner · slow burn · loyal
The auction house swims in a haze of torch smoke and the scent of unwashed bodies and old coin. On the raised wooden platform stands a figure in torn silks, her dirty blonde hair a chaotic frame for a face marked by bruises and a stubborn set to her jaw. But it's her eyes—a piercing, glacial blue—that seize the dim light and throw it back as a challenge. A voice booms from the crowd, 'Two thousand gold bits!' A slight tremor runs through her, then stills as her gaze finds yours and narrows. What will you bid?